I wrote my last post on Thursday.
Friday morning, at 5:42 a.m., my sister in law died.
How do I know it was 5:42, when I wasn't there?
At 5:42, I sat straight up in my bed, completely and thoroughly wide awake, eyes wide open. I'd felt something I could only describe as a wind rush over me, as if I'd run through sheets hanging on the line. I blurted out,
It was the strangest thing I've ever experienced. It wasn't scary, I wasn't shaken up - just felt secure in the knowledge of what I knew to have occurred. I then laid back down in bed and began to pray, and fell back asleep almost immediately. About 45 minutes later, my brother in law called to tell us, but I already knew. My niece, one of the daughters of my sister in law - she reported waking at 5:40 for an unknown reason.
Well, now we know. And my brother in law said, "I'm calling it 5:42".
Posting will be light the next few days, as we have a large extended family and people are coming in from all over. I think it is important that I step away from the computer - although nerves and drama and nosiness will probably factor in to my presence on The Book of Face - and spend time supporting my husband and his family as they mourn the death of the youngest of the siblings. The funeral is Tuesday - one thing I know how to do is Funerals, hahaha - and we will have a Celebration of Life after.
Rest in Peace, Sweet Girl. I spent more time with you in the past year that I did in earlier years, and we were close - I will always treasure that time. You suffered terribly over the past year and even more bitterly in the last weeks. I will miss you and mourn you but know that you are with your mom and partying it up like only you knew how. Save me a spot at the table, and we'll have a Caramel Frappuccino together once again.
I owe many, many emails, text messages and phone calls. I'm very sorry - I just can't right now. I will soon, I promise.