On the evening of Thanksgiving day I received a call from my nephew in North Carolina.
"Irene," he said. "Mama's having a heart attack."
"Oh John, are you sure?" I asked.
Yes, he was sure. I could hear the EMT's in the background. I recognized the sound of the ACD directing 'No shock advised.'
"No Lord," I prayed. "Please don't let my sister die!"
Not long after, my other nephew, Barney, called to tell me that "Mama is gone."
How sad. I'm going to miss her so much. She was only 56 years old. Younger than I.
I heard her announce her arrival in Heaven. "I'm here."
I saw her being welcomed by my baby sister and my mom who had gone before. I saw her walk toward me to welcome me into Eternity. She was beautiful and happy. So was I.
I thank God for allowing me a glimpse into Heaven at a time when I needed it so badly. Still, I'm really going to miss her. She was so uniquely special. I am so sad.