Why do things have to work out that way?

For one full year I've had Matt to myself.. he's been here for EVERYTHING. On January 5th, Matt started his classes, which is also the same day I said goodbye to my sweet Aunt Patty. I waited until 10PM until I could get a hug and have his shoulder to cry on. I kept him up way too late since he had a 12-hr shift to work the next day. Then at 2AM I noticed our heater wasn't working and the temp in our house dropped to 60°. I didn't dare wake him since I knew he needed his sleep. Luckily we worked out the heater problem the next day. Then yesterday I got the stomach flu. It was my worst nightmare.. taking care of a 1 year old while hugging the toilet for a 24-hours. Not to mention getting smacked in the head with a wood train set a couple times while resting on the couch. The point is.. I really wish Matt was here to get me sprite, entertain Sammy, and tell me I was going to be okay. But he had class and half way through, he called and told me that he had the flu too! Why does everything happen all at once? This January has really sucked and I miss my Matty!

By the way - thank you all for your kind words and sweet comments on my last post. They mean so much!

My beautiful Aunt Patty

The heavens are certainly rejoicing today as my sweet Aunt Patty returned home. After a long battle of breast cancer, my aunt passed away this morning in her sleep. Normally I don't like sharing my feelings for the whole world to read, but I feel inclined to write about my aunt. She is truly the most amazing person I have ever met. Throughout my life, she has always been there as a second mom, a shoulder to lean on, cry on and always gave unconditional love. Her example on this earth has impacted me in more ways than I can describe. From the time I was a child, she showed me how to have fun and enjoy the small things in life. And when I became a rebellious teenager, she sent me messages and notes as she felt prompted, to help me along the way. Anytime I was struggling, she was always there to help. She has always been close to our heavenly father and her faith undeniable. She was a wonderful wife and mother and I hope to one day follow in her footsteps. She is my hero and I miss her deeply.

While doing treatments at Huntsman, she found a quote to share, "To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die." I know she will always be close to my heart. To my sweet angel and hero... 'til we meet again. I love you.