new pictures posted...
probably more to come if this stupid site would work.
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~Sunny

So Minnie, my doggie, died christmas morning, all christmas eve she had siezures and she passed away christmas morning.

My aunt died December 27th, she was only 48.
Breast cancer.
The worst type you can have.

The veiwing is tomorrow and the funeral monday.
I'm terrified.

Melissa (1959-2007)

Melissa R 48, of Ashland, died Dec. 27, 2007, in Community Hospice Care Center in Ashland.

Mrs. Melissa was born Oct. 2, 1959, in Russell, a daughter of Judith of Flatwoods and the late Edmond Lee .

She was bookkeeper and office manager for Slone Refrigeration and was a member of Old Orchard Church of Christ in Ashland.

In addition to her mother, she is survived by her husband, William L. “Bill” ; a daughter, Ashleigh of Arlington, Texas; her grandfather, Delbert of Flatwoods; two brothers, Mike (Stephanie) of Flatwoods and Jeff of Elizabethtown; and numerous nieces and nephews.

Graveside services will be at 1 p.m. Monday at Bellefonte Memorial Gardens by Pastor Bill Kennedy.

Friends may call from 6 to 8 p.m. Sunday at Carman Funeral Home in Flatwoods."


It's killing me.
But she's not suffering anymore.
I'm beating myself up over not being strong enough and getting to say good-bye.

I wrote a letter to her to go in her casket.




R.I.P. - Aunt Missy October 2, 1959 - December 27, 2007.


You hung in there and beat them, you made it through Christmas.
I love you.
~Sunny.

My dad is coming today.

I don't know if I'm excited or not.

I mean, I miss him and all, but I don't know if I want him to come in for Christmas.

Last time he came in he left early because his "other family" "needed" him.

He always chooses them over us.

Oh well I guess, I know very much that I need to stop expecting him to suddenly care about us.

x.x

ohhh wellz, I suppose we will see what happens.

My mom says I need to call my aunt.

I keep putting it off because I know if I do it will make it real.

I can't stand the thought of losing someone else to cancer, or to anything.

It isn't fair that it has to happen to us, we're a good family, we're good people, and my aunt definitly isn't the type of person who deserves it.

She's stopped radiation and chemo because the cancer is spreading way too fast.

They've told her she probably won't make it til the summer and that is just tearing me up.

She decided she didn't want her last few months of life in bed and sick.

Her daughter is back in townfor four weeks.
That just makes me relize that there isn't time.

Maybe I should call.
But I'd cry, and my dad told me I'd need to be strong.
How can I stop myself from crying?
It's not fair.