How Did I Get Here, And Where Is The Next Turn?

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Brought up Oct 13, 2013


I have been sobbing for the past 30 minutes. I feel as if my heart has been shattered.

A lady from our church passed away this morning. she was on vacation with her son in Italy, and suffered a stroke. The family has no idea when they will be able to bring her home.

Miss Edie was one of that dying breed of true Southern Belles. She was cantankerous, stubborn, outspoken, and yet she had a kind heart and a goofy sense of humor. I had grown to adore her. She was one of my favorite people, and heroes.

I spoke with Miss Edie a couple of weeks ago. She called on church business, but it turned into a nice chat, with me telling her of my job and how the weight is still slowly coming off. Miss Edie told me she was proud of me. Those words were the last ones we shared, and I am so grateful to have them to hold in my heart.

I had planned to bitch and moan about sore feet, back and belly, grease, and rotten folk who don't tell the truth about certain shifts at work. Instead, my entire outlook is changed in an instant.

Odd how that can happen, huh?

RIP Mrs Edith Bland. I realize how much I loved you, admired your 'say what you think, do as you please' outlook on life. I will miss you, sweet lady.

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Holly » 4 years ago

Oh, Kandy, I agree with everything you've said. The world without Edie is a much worse place. It amused me to imagine, however, what she might say to St Peter for interrupting her trip!! Something wry and to the point I'm sure!