As most of your know, I lost my Mom back on Nov. 22 and yesterday I got a call from my 86 year old Aunt Henrietta, who I called "Aunt Yetta", telling me her days were coming to an end and she wanted to say goodbye. This lady has been my second Mom and I told her so (but she already knew) She told me that I was the daughter she never had. We actually laughed about days gone by and cried about my Mom, who was her youngest and closest sister. They were eight years apart, just like my sister and I are. My Mom dying has really taken a hard toll on my Aunt. She felt she was suppose to go before my mother. Even thought I was extremely sad after I talked with her , I felt really good and happy she called me. SHe told me she would say Hi to everyone and hold the door open for me. I found this poem after my Mom died but I really hope I have the strength to read it at my Aunt's funeral.
God looked around his garden and found an empty place.
He then looked down and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful, He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering.
He knew that you were in pain.
He knew that you would never get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough
and the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered
"Peace be thine".
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn't go alone.
for part of us went with you
The day God called you home.