Yesterday was the funeral for our dear daughter, step daughter and sister Michele. Michele was only 42 and did not live to celebrate her 1st wedding anniversary. She died from cancer as did her mother.
My dear husband has buried Michele's mother and now Michele.
Rowena, Brie and Taffy have said goodbye to their sister. The three of them have been such fine family members over this time and I am so proud of the way they have been so generous with their love and care.
And I have lost a loved step daughter and friend.
Today I awoke with no energy and a feeling of numbness. Michele was ill for 2 years. During this time we hoped that here would be a cure, more time but in the end there was nothing left. Michele had operations, chemo, Doctors visits, hope and tears. But there was no cure, no time, no hope, no magic in the end.