Carrie Ann Bennett ~ 12/14/60- 4/8/2001 ~
You are gone but not forgotten
Sometimes I can still hear your voice. Other days I struggle to remember the smallest details of you.
Twelve years later and my heart still aches as if it was yesterday.
That phone call collapsed my world instantaneously. A world that was bright with promise for the future became a haze of grief and sadness. The grief has not faded. The pain has not lessened as I thought it would. I have just become adjusted to living with it.
A piece of my heart died when you left. That part of my heart will always belong to you.
My second mommy. My aunt. My friend, and my teacher.
We were bonded before I even came in to this world. You were always there, and I know while you’re physical form is gone, you are still here for me.
I would have said and done things differently. I would have stayed longer on our last visit. I wouldn’t have been a stubborn and obstinate teenager giving you attitude for caring about me.
Every milestone small and large, and I still want to call you. I want to tell you about what is going on in my life. I want to chat for hours over the phone. I want to go shopping with you. I want to snuggle up on the couch and watch a movie. I want to get dressed up and take you out for drinks, since I am old enough to do that now. I want you to make a toast at my wedding, and someday to hold my child in your arms.
They say it takes a village to raise a child. Thank you for being a huge part of my village.
Thank you for loving me.
Thank you for helping me become the woman I am today.
I would give anything to see you again.
Your time here was too short, but I am blessed that the incredible force that was Carrie Ann blew through my life.
Love you Always~
