
Loving, Warmth... A couple of words to describe Aunty Bev, but the one word for me would be Caring. It didnt matter what the situation, if you walked into a room you always felt that she cared. You could feel the warmth and love radiating from this amazing person and always, yes always you could feel that she cared. Her smile, wow... need i say more! She was truly a beautiful soul. Unfortunately now we are without her (in body), but as i sit here writing a letter to Uncle Peter i seem to get that warmth around me. Its really unusual, yet calming.
I write these blogs to get out of me what i am feeling, and i for the days surrounding her funeral i felt i had lost a piece of me, an aching piece of my soul lost that i cant get back. It was heart breaking, I felt so down, so low and so terribly sad for the loss that was handed to me and my family. Such a significant person in our lives gone, not able to be replaced in anyway what so ever. But also not a soul that is suppose to be replaced, irreplaceable, thats the word i am looking for. She was now out of pain, and the family can start to heal from the loss that happened so long before she actually passed. Thats what we asked for, for Aunty Bev to be out of pain and free, and now she is, and this is a good thing. Why doesnt if feel good? I just dont understand it!!! This is a lost i find very hard to bear, did we ask for the right thing?
With faith i carry on, day to day, knowing what i asked for wasnt for me, but for Aunty Bev... she is free, i sure of it and smiling again. An Angel...

