In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.
~ Abraham Lincoln
My brother has that quotation framed on the wall of his dining room. I wanted to smash it to bits today as it mocked the friends and family who gathered to mourn the loss of my niece, Laura.
We don’t yet know the cause of her death, but there is no “reason” to this. In a few short days, she would have celebrated her 33rd birthday. She was thrilled over the birth of her new nephew and looking forward to her role as “Aunt La La.” Laura was brimming with laughter (and had the snarkiest wit of any young woman I know). She was intelligent and beautiful, and I grieve.
My tears are just a drop in the bucket compared to the tears her parents will shed. Perhaps even worse than the loss of her bright light, I mourn the process my brother and his wife now face. No parent should ever have to bury their children. This is unspeakable.
Please don’t feel the need to comment. I’ve turned those comments off. I just want to acknowledge the loss of a beautiful young woman I love.
May 7, 1976 to April 27, 2009
Family visitation is at Mount Olivet Funeral Home on Wednesday April 29th from 6-8 p.m. Her graveside service is at Mount Olivet at 3p.m. on Thursday, April 30th. Memorial services will be held at Meadowbrook United Methodist Church at 3900 Meadowbrook at 6 p.m.]
Laura’s obituary and guest book can be viewed on-line at the Star Telegram