A couple of days ago, my husband’s aunt succumbed to cancer. She was an amazing woman. Oftentimes, the mettle of a person is not evident until crisis strikes. This woman knew the cancer was fatal. She knew she had weeks or days to live. She faced her fears in an honorable fashion. War heroes, presidents, and members of Seal teams can envy the way she comported herself.
This woman was consumed not by cancer, but by love. She posted regularly on Facebook, up until the evening before she died. She did not post of fear nor of panic, but she posted messages of love, to her friends, her daughters and her granddaughters. This woman posted photos of those she loved the most with messages of caring and devotion, so that her loved ones will never doubt her dying devotion.
I was a voyeur, awaiting each post which showed me the wonderful, caring person she was. Her friends, daughters and granddaughters are grief-stricken, but are so fortunate to have had this woman in their lives. When her life was waning, she cared only for her loved ones. She left them with a legacy of caring, kindness and mercy. She was dying, but she wanted to care for them.
I am awestruck by the love and caring I witnessed merely from being her Facebook friend. This woman was the kind of grandmother, mother, and person that we should all strive to emulate.
How beautiful. We should all be so smart, so loving. You were very fortunate to have known her, as you clearly know.
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