My Mystical Vision

On Friday, after finding out my Aunt Susan had just passed away,

I felt such great pain and shed great amounts of tears.  I truly felt that 

my heart, soul and body could not withstand another loss just when 

I had felt the mourning period of the loss of my Mom was coming

to an end.  If ever there was a time when I felt that my very soul was

being ripped out of my body, this was it.  

I cried so hard my body shook uncontrollably.  I kept thinking to 

myself, do I fight against this heartache, or do I just give in and

allow it to engulf me?  I started to believe that if I gave in, I 

would surely die.  

At my very lowest moment, when the pain was so severe and

the choice before me was imminent, I looked before me and had a

vision.  I could see a group of people before me, unrecognizable at 

first, but then their images started to become more clear.  

At first I saw a man, who I recognized from photos, was my

maternal Grandfather.  I had never met him because he died long

before I was born.  Next was my maternal Grandmother who died

when I was quite young, yet I still could make out the image of her

that I remembered.  Then followed three young children who I 

realized were Mary, John and Elinor.  These three were the children

of my grandparents who all passed in their youth.  Then I could 

see my Mom and all of them were welcoming my Aunt to stand with

them.  They all stood in a big group in front of me as if they were

having a family reunion.  They all were saying cheese and smiled

at an invisible camera.  Then suddenly the image just froze.  I felt

a calm come over me.  My body stopped shaking and my tears

started to dry.  Despite my sadness, I knew that I would be okay

and that life would go on and I would make the most of what time

I have left on this earth.  

Then somewhere in the distance I heard a voice whisper to me:

Watch MeGrow

That was my Aunt's motto and I realized the torch was being

passed on to me.  Now it's time for me to carry on that torch

and be the best I can be in their memory.

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley