Noxail
April 16th, 2012, 12:23 AM
A letter to my great Aunt, who passed away 9/17/2011. I was so long ago but it seems like yesterday. Part of me healing and getting over my chronic SH and depression is letting her go. I just thought I'd share my letter with you. This was also printed and buried in her yard.
Hey Aunt Marsena, I know this is stupid, but somehow I think I can finally let you go now. I just wanted to say goodbye. I took care of you when you were so so sick, and you could hardly stand without me there to hold you up, I don't know if you even remember those months. But I remember you telling me where Lynn got the quilt she gave me. I think that was the last real conversation we had. I miss you. Alot. And you don't know what it feels like with you gone. Your house is empty. Granny has gone to live with Bill and Emmy, so no one lives there but the cats. It's a shame. The counselors told me I feel into depression because of the shock of going from a full time caretaker, to living by myself. I don't know if you know this, but my life has turned around. And I think I can get better now. I think I'm ready to get back on my feet. It's a struggle, sure, but you were so strong for us, when you were the sick one, eat up with cancer, so I'll keep going. I'm going to be strong for you now. I refuse to give up. I love you. And I will never forget you, but I'm ready to let you go. ~Holly
Hey Aunt Marsena, I know this is stupid, but somehow I think I can finally let you go now. I just wanted to say goodbye. I took care of you when you were so so sick, and you could hardly stand without me there to hold you up, I don't know if you even remember those months. But I remember you telling me where Lynn got the quilt she gave me. I think that was the last real conversation we had. I miss you. Alot. And you don't know what it feels like with you gone. Your house is empty. Granny has gone to live with Bill and Emmy, so no one lives there but the cats. It's a shame. The counselors told me I feel into depression because of the shock of going from a full time caretaker, to living by myself. I don't know if you know this, but my life has turned around. And I think I can get better now. I think I'm ready to get back on my feet. It's a struggle, sure, but you were so strong for us, when you were the sick one, eat up with cancer, so I'll keep going. I'm going to be strong for you now. I refuse to give up. I love you. And I will never forget you, but I'm ready to let you go. ~Holly