My cousin, Pam, was so wonderful. I miss her and there is not a day that goes by that I don't think of how untimely her death really was. Diagnosed with epilepsy when she was around the age of 13 and being hospitalized for quite some time, I worried that she was going to die then but thank God that was not the case. She suffered many and various setbacks in her life but I cannot ever remember her ever having a cross word at least not with or toward me. I remember her smile and the visit I made to her when she was a senior in high school and I was on my way to my first permanent duty state as active duty military. We had so much fun then and those are just some of the memories that keep her alive in my heart. She will never die if I keep those memories alive forever and I will until the day I take my last breath. In 1990 I believe she was diagnosed with cancer and at that time with medical intervention we thought the cancer was gone but this was not to be the case.
In 1991 in September she called saying that she and I needed to talk but I was in the process of moving from one home to another and I promised that the first week in October or so we would get together and just have a "girls day out" but this was not to be. I received a call on October 4, 1991 just before I was to report to my night shift RN job. My mother called to say that Pam had been hospitalized at IU Medical Center and it didn't look good. I received another call on the 6th of October stating that the cancer was terminal? I was shocked???? My beautiful and positive cousin, how could she be terminal? My denial was not for long because I went for my first visit to see her at IUMC on October 8, 1991. She smiled (as usual) the moment I went through the door but my nursing training kicked in and I knew it was not going to be the typical "6 months" one thinks of when someone is diagnosed as terminal. Her mother & my Aunt Clara was there at her bedside and I don't know of anyone in this world who is as strong as my Aunt Clara. She was right there and just like her daughter, she was still able to smile through all this hardship. There was no denial and I know that they both knew it would not be a long time.
My aunt and I spent a great deal of time together talking that day while Pam was resting. I returned home and my mother and I went back on October 10. That was the last time I saw my cousin alive. My birthday was that month and I wanted so much to go to IUMC but it was approximately a four hour drive and the rain was torrential. I had a child at home and knew that the roads would be dangerous so I called my Aunt who said my cousin had become a bit confused but that her brother, my cousin Terry, was due to come in the next day. I remember telling my aunt, "that is all she is waiting for". From what I remember, Terry arrived at 2:30 a.m. to see his sister and Pam passed away 3 hours later at 5:30 in the morning one day after I turned 35. I was devastated but I knew her death had been a painful journey from the cervical cancer that had ravaged her body. I vowed that day her death would not be in vain and will speak more of that later but for now I just want anyone who visits this memorial to know that my cousin, Pam, was one of the most wonderful people who ever walked this earth. I truly believe that the good die young....I know she was and she did.
Let not her death be in vain, if you are female and reading this, make an appointment for a yearly exam with your gynecologist. The exam could save your life!
Rest in peace my wonderful cousin and know that your memory lives on in my heart. I love you and I will never forget you but one day will see you again. At least I have comfort knowing that you are no longer in pain.
In 1991 in September she called saying that she and I needed to talk but I was in the process of moving from one home to another and I promised that the first week in October or so we would get together and just have a "girls day out" but this was not to be. I received a call on October 4, 1991 just before I was to report to my night shift RN job. My mother called to say that Pam had been hospitalized at IU Medical Center and it didn't look good. I received another call on the 6th of October stating that the cancer was terminal? I was shocked???? My beautiful and positive cousin, how could she be terminal? My denial was not for long because I went for my first visit to see her at IUMC on October 8, 1991. She smiled (as usual) the moment I went through the door but my nursing training kicked in and I knew it was not going to be the typical "6 months" one thinks of when someone is diagnosed as terminal. Her mother & my Aunt Clara was there at her bedside and I don't know of anyone in this world who is as strong as my Aunt Clara. She was right there and just like her daughter, she was still able to smile through all this hardship. There was no denial and I know that they both knew it would not be a long time.
My aunt and I spent a great deal of time together talking that day while Pam was resting. I returned home and my mother and I went back on October 10. That was the last time I saw my cousin alive. My birthday was that month and I wanted so much to go to IUMC but it was approximately a four hour drive and the rain was torrential. I had a child at home and knew that the roads would be dangerous so I called my Aunt who said my cousin had become a bit confused but that her brother, my cousin Terry, was due to come in the next day. I remember telling my aunt, "that is all she is waiting for". From what I remember, Terry arrived at 2:30 a.m. to see his sister and Pam passed away 3 hours later at 5:30 in the morning one day after I turned 35. I was devastated but I knew her death had been a painful journey from the cervical cancer that had ravaged her body. I vowed that day her death would not be in vain and will speak more of that later but for now I just want anyone who visits this memorial to know that my cousin, Pam, was one of the most wonderful people who ever walked this earth. I truly believe that the good die young....I know she was and she did.
Let not her death be in vain, if you are female and reading this, make an appointment for a yearly exam with your gynecologist. The exam could save your life!
Rest in peace my wonderful cousin and know that your memory lives on in my heart. I love you and I will never forget you but one day will see you again. At least I have comfort knowing that you are no longer in pain.
My cousin, Pam, was so wonderful. I miss her and there is not a day that goes by that I don't think of how untimely her death really was. Diagnosed with epilepsy when she was around the age of 13 and being hospitalized for quite some time, I worried that she was going to die then but thank God that was not the case. She suffered many and various setbacks in her life but I cannot ever remember her ever having a cross word at least not with or toward me. I remember her smile and the visit I made to her when she was a senior in high school and I was on my way to my first permanent duty state as active duty military. We had so much fun then and those are just some of the memories that keep her alive in my heart. She will never die if I keep those memories alive forever and I will until the day I take my last breath. In 1990 I believe she was diagnosed with cancer and at that time with medical intervention we thought the cancer was gone but this was not to be the case.
In 1991 in September she called saying that she and I needed to talk but I was in the process of moving from one home to another and I promised that the first week in October or so we would get together and just have a "girls day out" but this was not to be. I received a call on October 4, 1991 just before I was to report to my night shift RN job. My mother called to say that Pam had been hospitalized at IU Medical Center and it didn't look good. I received another call on the 6th of October stating that the cancer was terminal? I was shocked???? My beautiful and positive cousin, how could she be terminal? My denial was not for long because I went for my first visit to see her at IUMC on October 8, 1991. She smiled (as usual) the moment I went through the door but my nursing training kicked in and I knew it was not going to be the typical "6 months" one thinks of when someone is diagnosed as terminal. Her mother & my Aunt Clara was there at her bedside and I don't know of anyone in this world who is as strong as my Aunt Clara. She was right there and just like her daughter, she was still able to smile through all this hardship. There was no denial and I know that they both knew it would not be a long time.
My aunt and I spent a great deal of time together talking that day while Pam was resting. I returned home and my mother and I went back on October 10. That was the last time I saw my cousin alive. My birthday was that month and I wanted so much to go to IUMC but it was approximately a four hour drive and the rain was torrential. I had a child at home and knew that the roads would be dangerous so I called my Aunt who said my cousin had become a bit confused but that her brother, my cousin Terry, was due to come in the next day. I remember telling my aunt, "that is all she is waiting for". From what I remember, Terry arrived at 2:30 a.m. to see his sister and Pam passed away 3 hours later at 5:30 in the morning one day after I turned 35. I was devastated but I knew her death had been a painful journey from the cervical cancer that had ravaged her body. I vowed that day her death would not be in vain and will speak more of that later but for now I just want anyone who visits this memorial to know that my cousin, Pam, was one of the most wonderful people who ever walked this earth. I truly believe that the good die young....I know she was and she did.
Let not her death be in vain, if you are female and reading this, make an appointment for a yearly exam with your gynecologist. The exam could save your life!
Rest in peace my wonderful cousin and know that your memory lives on in my heart. I love you and I will never forget you but one day will see you again. At least I have comfort knowing that you are no longer in pain.
In 1991 in September she called saying that she and I needed to talk but I was in the process of moving from one home to another and I promised that the first week in October or so we would get together and just have a "girls day out" but this was not to be. I received a call on October 4, 1991 just before I was to report to my night shift RN job. My mother called to say that Pam had been hospitalized at IU Medical Center and it didn't look good. I received another call on the 6th of October stating that the cancer was terminal? I was shocked???? My beautiful and positive cousin, how could she be terminal? My denial was not for long because I went for my first visit to see her at IUMC on October 8, 1991. She smiled (as usual) the moment I went through the door but my nursing training kicked in and I knew it was not going to be the typical "6 months" one thinks of when someone is diagnosed as terminal. Her mother & my Aunt Clara was there at her bedside and I don't know of anyone in this world who is as strong as my Aunt Clara. She was right there and just like her daughter, she was still able to smile through all this hardship. There was no denial and I know that they both knew it would not be a long time.
My aunt and I spent a great deal of time together talking that day while Pam was resting. I returned home and my mother and I went back on October 10. That was the last time I saw my cousin alive. My birthday was that month and I wanted so much to go to IUMC but it was approximately a four hour drive and the rain was torrential. I had a child at home and knew that the roads would be dangerous so I called my Aunt who said my cousin had become a bit confused but that her brother, my cousin Terry, was due to come in the next day. I remember telling my aunt, "that is all she is waiting for". From what I remember, Terry arrived at 2:30 a.m. to see his sister and Pam passed away 3 hours later at 5:30 in the morning one day after I turned 35. I was devastated but I knew her death had been a painful journey from the cervical cancer that had ravaged her body. I vowed that day her death would not be in vain and will speak more of that later but for now I just want anyone who visits this memorial to know that my cousin, Pam, was one of the most wonderful people who ever walked this earth. I truly believe that the good die young....I know she was and she did.
Let not her death be in vain, if you are female and reading this, make an appointment for a yearly exam with your gynecologist. The exam could save your life!
Rest in peace my wonderful cousin and know that your memory lives on in my heart. I love you and I will never forget you but one day will see you again. At least I have comfort knowing that you are no longer in pain.
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