Saturday, December 18, 2010

For My Myrna

I've been meaning to write all week. We are still in the midst of the Great Purge of 2010... things always seem to take longer than planned around here. Its getting there. We also had to do some shopping... so that took up two days. We tried to squeeze in some family dinners and coffee dates. We did a little crafting (and got to use the air stapler... after an incident with the air nailer, I threw in my official gun... but the stapler is much easier for my small, girl hands to use!). I will post pictures - there's lots. Maybe tomorrow.
Then the weekend came and my small world has come to a halt. A screeching halt. I was so not prepared for this. Brian has a small family, like four first cousins kind of small. Most of his family lives right here in town. We see them at the grocery store, out for lunch and for whole family dinners often. His Aunty Myrna is iconic, not only to us, but to many in town. She is Brians great aunt, but shes young. She walks a little fold up bike around town in the summer, wearing crazy big brimmed hats to keep the sun off her face. She usually wears purple and can be seen in Coopers a few times every day. She has coffee and lunch out with different people almost every day of the week. I have coffee with her almost every Friday morning, along with Brians mom and another friend. We call it Mothers Day. She always buys Maizey a cookie. If Maizey and I are up early on Saturday mornings and want to let Brian sleep in, we call Myrna to go out for breakfast with us. We always go to Main Street and if they have Black Bottom Cupcakes, we eat one before breakfast, just because we can. If I eat left over pizza or chinese food, cold, first thing in the morning, I always call her and laugh about it. We're the same that way. Myrna loves my girl more than most people. She tells me that Maizey is an old soul and that she is going to do great things in her life.
Myrnas body is riddled with cancer. A month ago tomorrow, her birthday, she came over for coffee and complained that she couldn't sit at the kitchen table because it was too high and it would make her swollen feet worse. I teased her that she was such a whiner. Yesterday she found out that there is no treatment. It may be a day, it may be a week, or even a month, but it will take over.
I haven't stopped crying all day. I saw her tonight, she held my hand and told me not to cry.
Right now, tears are all I have.


  1. Sorry Amy! That is so heart wrenching. No words can comfort, but if you wonna chat or get out give me a call.

  2. Hey Amy,

    That is terrible news, my heart goes out to you and the family. Really enjoy the time you have left with her, even if it's not long, you will truly appreciate each and every moment you have. If you want to chat feel free to call.
    All our love.

  3. Thanks guys. We are going to cherish every last minute we get with her. Its may be a tiresome few weeks (days?).

  4. My love for that family(your family) is unbound, Myrna is a wonderful lady and even I have memories with her (growing up with Kara).. I send you a very very big hug, one like you gave me not too long ago. It hurts just get every possible moment in, even silence is comforting when you're together.