This year has been one of great loss for my family.
My cousin, Tonja, died earlier in the year of colon cancer. Tonja was my hero, and I still can’t really describe the emptiness I feel when I think of her death. I wish I could tell you what she meant to me, what an amazing person she was, and how she somehow managed to make me feel special even though I [felt I] was a nobody to the rest of the family! Tonja faced many really difficult things in her life, things many don’t even know, but she was a fighter! She was really something, and I miss her so much.
I spoke recently of our loss of Morgan, my nephew’s wife. Morgan was also a very special lady, and she added a special spark to our family. Morgan was one of the most open-armed people I ever knew – she accepted everyone! Unless, of course, you messed with her family! Morgan’s loss is felt deeply by us all, but especially by her husband and 12 year old daughter.
Tonight we have experienced another great loss in the Allen Family. I’m sure we are not the only family with the kind of closeness I’ve experienced all my life among our extended family. I’ve mentioned before that Daddy is the second born of 5 boys, and is the only one of the 5 still with us The Brothers were all very close, even though there was 12 years difference between #1 and #5 – exactly. They shared the same birthday! The Brothers’ Wives were/are very close, too. I think they had to be for self preservation! The Brothers were ringtailed tooters, every one, from the mildest in my Daddy to the greatest “tooter” of them all, my Uncle Ken.
My Aunt Blanche went home to be with the Lord at around 7:00 this evening. Aunt Blanche is the wife of my Dad’s #4 brother, Thomas. Now she is the first of the wives to leave us. Aunt Blanche (also known as Blanchie Mae) was also Tonja’s mother. She was an unbelievably amazing lady, too.
She was hostess extraordinaire! From my earliest memory, Allen’s gathered at Uncle Tom and Aunt Blanche’s house. And if scads (we have a really big family) of Allen’s weren’t enough, there were always quite a few non-Allen’s in the mix! I never, and I mean NEVER, saw my Aunt Blanche flustered from all of her duties. She was amazing: loving, sweet natured, organized, and the best cook ever, aside from my own Mama! It has often been pondered what our family would do when we lost our Aunt Blanche – there really isn’t anyone just like her. (We are fully blessed: her daughter-in-law, Jan, is amazingly close!)
This seems like a really downer post, and while we have experienced much grief in our family we do not grieve as do the rest [of the world] who have no hope. (1 Thessalonians 4:13) Each of our loved ones who have left us this year professed Christ as their Savior, so we have that great hope of seeing them again one day! I am thankful the Lord doesn’t tell us not to grieve, but only to not grieve without hope, because I am really sad to lose my Aunt Blanche tonight. She was a special, special lady, and the world (at least my world) has a big empty spot in it.
God bless your day!