This was not how I envisioned Brayden’s spring break, but nonetheless, here goes.
Saturday was an incredible day spent celebrating our friends wedding. It was beautiful, everything from the ceremony to the photos in the bathroom held personal touches that were incredibly sweet. It was an emotional high of sorts. Seeing two people that you have been friends with forever so very much in love and so excited for their future is something that never gets old. It’s amazing to walk alongside your friends in their journey to marriage, and the days and years afterwards.
The emotional high of that wedding combined with the loss of my aunt has left me reeling.
My aunt battled ovarian cancer for the past 7 years. She put up one hell of a fight. So many appointments, so much chemo. We rejoiced when she went into remission the first time, and cried tears when it came back. Knowing how my uncle cared for her is a love that I can’t express. Much like the love that was in that reception hall Saturday evening. A different, deeper kind of love that comes with you have to face something terrible with your wife of over 30 years. Jana put on a brave face, even when she didn’t feel well, and my last memories with her were from October 2013 when we met them in Iowa for a weekend. She brought Halloween goodies for my kids and I am so thankful we were able to spend that time with her. My aunt really started to decline over a month ago, and was on hospice. While I am sad and heartbroken, I rejoice in the fact that her body has been made new again and that she is in heaven with my grandpa. I am overjoyed that she is rid of the horrible cancer that ruled her life for the past 7 years.
Today, my mom, sister, the kids, and I will start heading back “home” to be with my uncle and my cousin as they face the hard days ahead of a visitation and a funeral. It will be nice to see my family but certainly, we wish it was under better circumstances. Pray that we have a safe journey, for my family as we face some hard days, and most importantly for my uncle and my cousin, whose hard days are only beginning.