Early Morning Call

Early this morning I got a phone call...a drunken phone call I thought, but then I looked at the time and it was too late for that. I let it go to voicemail, but listened to it right after it came through. It wasn't news I wanted to hear. Just a few hours earlier my Aunty Sweety had passed away. She had been vailently batteling throat and brain cancer and today cancer took her last breath.
I am happy that she no longer has to labor to breathe, be poked or prodded, or be shot with radiation. She is in a better place. Setting up her first Secret Society Meeting and for sure she and her Secret Society Sisters have already made it to the casino.
I pray for her family and friends that are left here. Her two granddaughters, her daughter, her son-in-law, her husband, her mom, and her hula family.
We have all been truely blessed by her presence here on earth and each day with her was present enough for me.