Post by 1705total on May 2, 2007 20:25:59 GMT -5
Folks
On Friday April 27th, my oldest sister passed away after a short but fierce battle with cancer.
Friday was a hard day as my entire family sat by her bedside and prayed for God to take her.
I was proud of my 14 year old son who showed so much bravery by being by her side.
My sister spent her life as a care giver. Always working with those in need. She chose this proffession despite the lack of financial reward.
I remember how many times she worked with trouble youth, or the mentally and physically handicap. She worked with battered women, and was a foster mother for several kids.
One story sums up her life.
She was working in a group home for the mentally and physically handicapped. There was a young man named Steve, who was confined to a wheel chair. He could walk with cruches but it was extremely difficult. I remember how huge his arms and shoulders were.
My sister Lynn thought taking Steve to the local pool would be a good idea. SHe spoke with the head life guard and arranged for a time when the pool would be empty. She brought Steve to the pool and we all helped him into the water.
Since Steve was in the water he was able to balance himself. He began to walk on his own power. His face lit up. Steve shouted "look everyone I can walk, I can walk."
My sister was able to give him this experiance. That was the type of person she was.
I will miss her.
On Friday April 27th, my oldest sister passed away after a short but fierce battle with cancer.
Friday was a hard day as my entire family sat by her bedside and prayed for God to take her.
I was proud of my 14 year old son who showed so much bravery by being by her side.
My sister spent her life as a care giver. Always working with those in need. She chose this proffession despite the lack of financial reward.
I remember how many times she worked with trouble youth, or the mentally and physically handicap. She worked with battered women, and was a foster mother for several kids.
One story sums up her life.
She was working in a group home for the mentally and physically handicapped. There was a young man named Steve, who was confined to a wheel chair. He could walk with cruches but it was extremely difficult. I remember how huge his arms and shoulders were.
My sister Lynn thought taking Steve to the local pool would be a good idea. SHe spoke with the head life guard and arranged for a time when the pool would be empty. She brought Steve to the pool and we all helped him into the water.
Since Steve was in the water he was able to balance himself. He began to walk on his own power. His face lit up. Steve shouted "look everyone I can walk, I can walk."
My sister was able to give him this experiance. That was the type of person she was.
I will miss her.
