Day 31: Jetta

Today my mother turns 93.  She is 93 years young.  She has definitely seen younger days, but for 93 she is in pretty good shape.  Jetta would be so proud of her.

Day 30: Jetta

We are winding down on this month of Jetta.  It does not mean her memory is done, it just means that I will go back to posting about other things and will post about Jetta as I remember, so she will be here a lot.  Not a day or an hour go by without wanting to tell her something.  And as our lives change in the near future, and I want to tell her, I'll just post it here and talk to her as I do anyway.  So here are a few of the best pictures of my sister and my other sister and me, our mother's three girls...

Day 29: Jetta, May 8, 1952-May 29, 2013

It was about 6:52 am this day last year that I got a text from my other sister that Jetta was gasping.  Then the text that she had her last breath.  I had been at her house late and was very weary and tired.  I bound out of bed threw on clothes and grabbed the husband and ran out of the house.  Drove crazy fast, but it was too late.  The other sister was in the room with her.  I went in and the tears flowed freely.  I kissed her forehead, but she was not there.  The rest of the week was a blur as was the rest of the summer.  But one thing is for sure, Jetta had no more suffering for that nasty cancer that invaded her body.  Her memories are very much alive.  It was so amazing to actually see how much Jetta's life touched so many others.  I don't think she had any idea.  Not that she was just a nice person, which she was, but that she truly loved big in her own way and touched many lives in profound ways.  I am not alone in missing my sister, there are many others that are not even family that miss her a lot.  

Day 28: Jetta

It was this exact day last year that we lost Jetta.  I guess it would be more accurate to say Jetta passed on to a better world this Wednesday last year.  The day before she died I looked right into her eyes when she was not communicating at all and said," I love you , Jetta."  She smiled as much as she could and shook her head yes.  That was the last communication I had with her.  I hold on to that last communication as a tidbit of treasure.  She was in the process of shutting down her earthly body and did the best she could to let me know.  This was the sister I always had and thought I always would.  I have longed for time to go back and let her know more than I did how much I loved and appreciated her for who she was to me and the world.  But we can't go back...As I re-live the next few days, I know the sadness will overwhelm me, but the world has to know, the part that I care about, I loved my sister very much and when the anniversary of these days passes, I will still miss her and the wonderful part she filled in my life.  There will always be a hole there.  Enjoy these pictures of Jetta.  Forgive me if there are repeats.

Day 27: Jetta, Jetta, Jetta

I hit the jackpot looking for pictures of Jetta today.  I went through Mema's old pictures and found some great ones.  There seems to be no rhyme or reason to this dedication, so bear with me as I go from childhood to adulthood over and over.

Day 26: Jetta's cakes

Here are a few of the cakes Jetta made.  I tried to keep them in order of oldest to the youngest that I have.  There are more and hopefully I will get them to add here.

Nephew number 1 cakes:

The Latest Chair

Since the red cheetah chair is almost done, I am preparing the next chair.  this chair is one that was given to me by a dear friend.  It was her grandfather's and she donated it to my cause.  I spent the day stripping this chair and I am exhausted from the work.