Four months ago yesterday I lost my Great Aunt. She was very very dear to me. She was more my Grandma then Great Aunt. She had been ill for sometime but she progressed and was back to the nursing home. 2 months before she passed she started to go downhill again and she was placed in ICU for 2 weeks. While in ICU she could have nothing to eat or drink so knowing very little I started to prepare myself for the loss cause I knew that it was going to happen sooner than later even though I didn't want it to. The first time I went to see her in ICU was terrifying for me because all she was doing was laying there and she wouldn't respond to me, I didn't know if she knew I was there or not and if she did know I was there did she know who I was because here I was in a gown, mask, and gloves. It had to be terrifying for her when she did open her eyes to see someone standing there like that. Everyday for two weeks I went and saw her while she was there. I knew in my heart that she didn't have much time. After being in ICU for 2 weeks they sent her back to the nursing home to lay there and pass because there was nothing more they could do for her. On Wednesday July 9th I received a phone call but didn't answer because I was at work so when I listened to the voicemail it was message saying that they were giving her less than 2 hours to live. Everyone at work tried to get me to leave and go see her but I couldn't bring myself to it so I stayed at work worrying myself sick but trying to keep in mind that she would be at peace and wouldn't be suffering anymore. Bless Aunt Babe because she's a trooper she somehow kept going. On Tuesday July 15th I had class in Jasper and during my whole class something just didn't feel right to me. I wasn't at peace with myself so I brought myself to go see her. When I walked into that room at the nursing home I was just heartbroken. It wasn't my Aunt Babe laying there. Where had she gone? What had happened? I remember this day as if it were yesterday and everytime I think about it I get a tear.... I walked in and said "Aunt Babe, Aunt Babe" she didn't respond at all. I just started to cry. I was bawling, the nurse walked in and said "Babe, you have a visitor. (there was no response) Babe, Eleanor, Eleanor you have a visitor. There is a beautiful young lady here who wants to see you. She wants to talk to you. Eleanor, Chelsea is here to see you." The nurse got called out of the room and told me that she would be right back to be with me because she knew I was upset. When she was gone I held Aunt Babe's hand and told her these exact words, "Aunt Babe I love you and I want you to promise me that you will be my GUARDIAN ANGEL and that you will be at peace. All I want for you is peace. I don't want to see you suffering as you are." When I told her this it was like there was a sudden relief and sudden peace of mind especially when Aunt Babe moved her arm as if she had angel wings and was flying. This tore me up inside but I knew that I had told her I loved her one last time. On July 19th at 5:00 in the morning I left for Kansas to go to a surprise birthday party for my Aunt Venita (Daddy Jeff's aunt) and as soon as I arrived in Kansas we went into a t-shirt shop and my phone rang. It was my dad (Keith) and I knew what he was going to tell me. I just walked outside and sat down and tears rolled down my face. Aunt Babe went to rest in heaven around 2:00 on Saturday July 19th. I love her dearly and miss her each and every day. She was the only family on my dad's (Keith) side of the family that I was very close to and had anything to do with. R.I.P. Aunt Babe.... I love you so much and know that you are keeping your promise to me and being my Guardian Angel.... You Are My Sunshine forever just as you would sing to me when I was a little girl sitting on your lap or painting your fingernails. I'll remember you forever and always. You Are My Sunshine My Only Sunshine You Make Me Happy When Skies Are Gray You Will Never Know Dear How Much I LOVE YOU... So Please Don't Take My Sunshine Away.

This is my Great Aunt Babe, me, and Alayna at the Assisted Living in Vincennes before she was place in the nursing home. This one of the very few pictures I have of me with her.


