Last week - on Monday 17th August - we lost my beautiful and brave sister to cancer. Although she battled with the disease over the last thirteen or fourteen years her deterioration over the last month was rapid and shocking to us all; we would never have realised at the start of the summer holidays that she could be gone so quickly.
I loved my sister greatly. She was gentle, kind, faithful and hilarious. We were so similar and she has helped shape me, our family, and made life all the better for having been in it. Although we lived apart it is difficult to imagine going through my days without her being a phone call or text away. It still hasn't sunk in.
Right now the grief is raw and overwhelming. It overshadows everything and we are clinging on to each other and God to make it through the days. I am so grateful that I got to spend her final days with her and tell her I loved her before she died. I know so many don't get that opportunity.
As we gathered together yesterday for her thanksgiving service I was touched that so many people had made the effort to come to show their love and appreciation for my sister, and for our family.
I wish I could write more eloquently about how I feel and what she meant to us all but it is difficult to find the words. We have come home today and it feels strange to be going back to 'real life'. Somehow we've got to find our way into a new normal, although right now that seems impossible.
Cancer is so limited...
It cannot cripple Love
It cannot erode Faith
It cannot eat away Peace
It cannot destroy Confidence
It cannot kill Friendship
It cannot shut out Memories
It cannot silence Courage
It cannot invade the soul
It cannot reduce Eternal Life
It cannot quench the Spirit
It cannot lessen the Power of the Resurrection
(by Rob Muncy, Cicero)