Dear Darlene...

I was thinking about you this morning. I think about you a lot. You have a very special place in my life. You have been more than just my aunt. You have been my friend, my mentor, my confidante and my beloved aunt. You have been such a strength in my life and you are so important to me.

I feel bad because I have not taken the time to come and visit you since you had your stroke. It is hard to think of you not being the same as I always remember you. Part of me wants to keep the memories I have now but that is not being fair.

Amy was going out the door this morning and she told me how scared she was about going to the doctor. She was also concerned that she just couldn't do it-it being math, etc--all the work of school. She has been very overloaded and overwhelmed by stress from things going on in her life these days.

I put my hand on her head and prayed for her. I prayed for clear thoughts and peace. I told her she doesn't to accept all the thoughts of fear. She needs to think of pleasant and soothing things.

I thought of all the times I'd call and talk to you. I'd discuss my life and you'd give me your time and prayers. I had great faith in your prayers but not in mine. It gave me comfort to know that you'd prayed for me and I knew God listened to you.

You have walked with me along so much of my life's journey. Your love was a constant for me and I was very sure of it. I look back at where I was and where I am now and realize that a lot of who I have become is because of you.

I was able to lean on you during those times when i was confused and afraid. God used you to teach me and help me grow. I knew that you were there when I needed you. You have been such a blessing to me. I love you so much. I have wanted so much to be able to do for others what you have done for me. I wanted to be there and be willing to listen. I wanted to be there for a resting place where someone could lean on me and be at peace. I wanted to be there to pray. I wanted to be there for those who needed someone to just be.

I thank you for doing all that for me. I love you.

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