

Growing up, Amy had the most imaginative mind. I often told her that she needed to become a writer and tell all the stories that she had locked in her brain, but she would look at me and tell me that no one cared to hear her stories but me and the family. I begged to differ.
When we were younger, we spent lots of time with each other. See, I am six years older than Amy. I was more like a big sister to her that lived far away than a niece. When I called her "Aunt Amy" it was more to joke with her. It made her smile. I'm going to miss that smile.

My grandma would let us play hairstylist and sometimes let me even cut the girls hair! Amy loved that.

Amy HATED for anyone but Grandma or me to tilt her wheelchair back. She didn't trust anyone but us, and she would go into hysterics when that chair got tilted.
She loved watching "The Worst Witch". Actually, she ended up very much into the supernatural and the science fiction. Harry Potter, Star Wars, Star Trek (all of them) were things that she lived for and lived her life around.
She would "dance" in her wheelchair with her arms. It really looked like she was having a seizure, but she did it so often as a child. Her whole upper body would shake back and forth and if you asked her, she was dancing. I always saw it as a release of energy for her.
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Getting on dialysis by the age of 20 didn't help any, I am sure. I know that Amy wanted to be able to have a real job one day. I don't know if she ever was able to try. I don't even think she ever had a real boyfriend, or got to be kissed.

I know that Amy is in no pain like she was before her death. That she made it into heaven and the earth will never be the same without her here. That even though she did not get to do a lot of things that people take for granted everyday, that she left a loving legacy by touching the lives of the people that she knew and were blessed to have known her. I was one of them. God did not bring her into my extended family for no reason. Amy had a strong will to live, she had nearly died at least once before and survived. I really feel that this time, it was because God has a higher purpose for her in heaven. She is now so many people's guardian angel, watching over us who are left behind.

3 comments:
thank you for sharing this. i am very sorry for your loss
I am so sorry to hear this, sweetie. It was beautiful, though heartbreaking, to read.
How wonderful to have had her in your life.
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