How could I write anything today without telling you that my sweet niece Charlotte passed away this morning, during the quiet hours before dawn. She leaves behind two adult sons, their wives, and four young grand children.
She endured a pancreas transplant and bowel removal two years ago at Univ. of Minneapolis. I stayed with her there for two weeks and some days it was touch and go.
She never fully recovered and never again ate a meal she could enjoy.
Approximately six weeks ago, she had a transplant of stomach, bowel, and all the digestive system at Georgetown, Univ. One of 12 such transplants in the world. I've decided it's better not to be among those numbers.
While it's the end of her pain and suffering it's the beginning for our family and her husband, John. She was such a dynamic and beautiful person both inside and out. A raven haired beauty with blue eyes that snapped with emotions, whether she was happy or sad. She never lost her West Virginia accent or her goodness while living around the world.
Now, she'll come home to her final resting place in the mountains of West Virginia where she'll be among family and friends.
Today, this Memorial Day as we pay respects to those who are no longer with us, let us remember to love the ones who stand beside us. It's the best we can do each day of our lives.