There are people our lives that come and go quickly, but leave their marks forever on our hearts.
I logged onto Facebook this morning to see an update from a friend saying that she had gotten the worst news and that her Aunt Shirley had passed. My mind automatically began racing. No, it can't be that Shirley. That's her husband's aunt. She must have another one. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by the ring of my cell and as soon as I saw the name, I knew. It was that Shirley.
I was crying before I even picked up the phone. "My grandmother passed away this morning." Now, I was crying. Crying to the extent that I couldn't catch my breathe to explain to the other girls in the office why I was crying. It was a shock. A hit that I didn't see coming. Shirley had always been so active and she hadn't been sick. What had happened? Was she really gone?
Memories started flooding in. See Shirley was a special fixture at my old high school. She served as the secretary there for more years than I even know. She knew every student that ever walked in those doors and not a one ever had a bad word to say about her. She was a sweet lady, with a kind heart and big smile. A lady who cared about everyone she ever met. The first image of her I saw was behind her desk in the office smiling, which quickly brought to mind the last time I saw her there. Just a couple of years ago, I was there with Tessa trying to convince the principal to allow us to put together a drinking and driving program for the students. As soon as we came through the door, she grinned big and came around the desk to offer a hug. "Well, what are you doing here?"
Then came the rest. I saw her standing in the kitchen cooking for us while all us girls sat gathered around the kitchen table. I saw her sitting in the living room working away on something while watching a movie with us. I saw her ironing so many clothes for all of us to go to school the next day and trying desperately to get us up in the morning. I heard her laughing as she joined in our conversations about our crushes while she chauffeured us to and from ballgames. I spent so many nights at her house back in high school. I remember staying for a whole week until my mom made me come home for a couple of nights. We all did. There was always a group of girls gathered there with Missy and Shirley was a grandmother to us all.
Then I flashed forward to more recent memories. Shirley bent down hemming my wedding dress. Working to make her special mints for my wedding and dancing to rap at the reception. A moment I'm lucky enough to have on video and now cherish even more. Her huge smile and laughter was contagious while she shook it with my great aunt and grandmother. I look at the photos of us all hugging at Missy's wedding and remember her being so excited when Missy had her little boy. She loved him so much and was so proud of him. She just bragged and bragged about him.
The last time I saw her was at Tyler's birthday party back in September. She was busy as a bee just like she always was, but she took time to hug each of us girls. We talked as much as possible in such a hectic setting and I filled her in on my classes. I promised to come see her more as soon as my classes were over and she hugged me tightly. I can still feel her arms and see her shining smile.
It's hard to believe she is gone. At about 9:00am this morning, she collapsed at work. She apparently had a massive heart attack, which took her life so suddenly and unexpectedly.
Shirley was special. She made everyone feel her love and everyone who knew her was better for it. I heard someone else put it best today on Facebook. God has a new angel shining so brightly in heaven today, but then again she was an angel to most of us here on earth. She truly was and I loved her dearly, as did so many others. Mammaw Shirley will be greatly missed, but she will live on in so many hearts.