Be Careful What You Wish For

I got to see my aunt Linda much sooner than I thought. This past weekend she took a turn for the worse and asked to see the family while she was still lucid enough to appreciate their visit. My dad called me and told me he was driving to see her today and it just so happened that I was off work Monday and Tuesday so I asked if I could join him. He flew me down to Ontario airport (my uncle who lives in Fremont was on the same flight) and we met my dad at the airport and drove to Kingman, AZ to see my aunt. I think the hardest part about the visit was seeing how sad my uncle Joe is. He's such a happy guy, always with a smile on his face. The tears he had in his eyes talking about my aunt broke my heart. As we were leaving, more family arrived. I could barely say hello and good-bye to them through my grief after saying goodbye to Aunt Linda. It's hard saying good-bye for the last time. My uncle Paul who was visiting her today before dropping my cousin off at college called my dad and told him she's doing a lot worse. She told Uncle Paul that she's done, she's ready. When my grandpa told my dad and I that last year, it was only 3 days later that he went. The only reason he made it that long was because of the oxygen they had him on at the hospital. Linda has a strict DNR order in place, and she's at home rather than the hospital, so it could be much sooner. If anyone reads this, please send her a prayer for comfort and peace. Thanks.

ETA: She passed at 9 pm this evening.