A friend of ours (mine and IT Guy's) passed away yesterday around 1:30 PM.
Edna works with the IT Guy, she's the City's Accountant. Though I have only known her for a couple of months, I have found a strange attachment towards her. She is a beautiful person, inside and out...very witty...smart...and full of life's enthusiasm despite her circumstances.
It was one of those December nights last year when I asked IT Guy to invite them to dinner. There were only four of us, Edna, Agnes, IT Guy and myself. Just four of us...but the gladness that swept me off that time is unbounded. It was one of those precious moments with precious friends...for my case, new found friends. It was so much fun that we promised ourselves to do it again...and to make it something like a night out activity for group every now and then.
January I was told by the IT Guy that she got sick and is going through an executive check-up. For someone who gets sick and to be asked for that thorough tests, I was sensing something must be wrong, yet I kept my optimism the whole time. I sent her a message asking her how's everything and if there is anything I can do for her...
She seems fine then...
After a few days, we were informed that she has cancer. Apparently the cyst in her tummy was not just an ordinary one. Her cancer was already in it's final stage. She was into Sutent...and she was suffering a lot. I have known so many people who are into Sutent treatment and are doing fine...so as I was still optimist about the whole thing. After all, she's a strong woman and I have always admired her strength.
Few weeks ago her illness got worst to a point that she's having difficulty breathing. We visited her in the hospital and that was my last personal encounter with her. I told her I am sharing with her a year of my life so she gets to do the things she needed to do. My last visit at the hospital was both heartbreaking and inspiring. Heartbreaking because I know anytime we can lose her...inspiring because I did not see any trace of fear in her eyes. She was calm...ready and so peaceful.
They say life is hard but death is harder. Especially when we refuse to give in to that crushing weight of emotions rolling in our mind, like what I did. All this time, I keep telling people, she will live and she will survive...as she always do.
This morning, IT Guy called me up and informed me about her death.
I have to hold back tears and try so hard to sound fine on the phone...while my mind search for an answer to so many questions. Why? How come? Why so sudden? Is it real? Why did she not take that 1 year I told her I'm willing to share with her? What about the things she just started fighting with? So many questions...but I have no answer.
To Edna, you may be gone for us you never left...for you shall always stay in our hearts. Please be at peace knowing you have touched so many people's lives and have inspired many of us to be strong amidst adversity and trials.
We will miss you for sure!