my dream..

It was so incredibly real, it took a while to convince myself that it was not real.


We were there in the hospice with Janie just like we had been earlier that evening. Janie was laying with her head slightly tilted back, mouth open, grabbing for air. I was looking down, just like I was when I was there, head in my heads, at the end of her bed. She pulled in a breath slightly louder than the last few, and suddenly she said something. She spoke.
I woke up immediately and started pulling myself back to reality. Bed. Alarm clock. iPod. I ripped my iPod ear buds out of my ears, sat there for a second in shock, and then I grabbed my blankets close to me and started bawling. I've never had such an intense dream in all of my life. I still cannot get over it. I'm still convincing myself that it was only a dream...

R.I.P. Aunt Janie ♥

My aunt Janie lost her battle with cancer Thursday, September 19, 2009 at 5:13pm. Her closest loved ones were there by her side, including myself. She was an extremely strong and courageous good woman. She put others first and her own desires last. She took care of her husband during his battle with cancer, and she took care of my grandmother as she aged.
She was a survivor of breast cancer until it returned to her bones after going into remission for 12 years. This disease eventually ravaged her brain, her vision, her hearing, and her organs. She never gave up and fought it till the VERY end. She always had hope, and she always kept her faith.
I hold my aunt with the highest respects, and hope to have nearly as much strength and courage as she had.


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