18th anniversary of my sister's death at age 47
It was a Saturday morning, June 10,1995. I was at home doing laundry and my 11 year old son was upstairs in his room. The phone rung and it was my sister-in-law. I can not recall her ever calling me at home so I had a sense of something unusual. She said that something had happened to Yvonne while she was cutting grass at our Mother' s house and that she was being taken to the hospital. My sister- in-law was very calm and did not go into any details of what had happened. She did say it was serious. In my mind I assumed what ever it was it was not life threatening. So I finished doing what I had been doing and my son and I headed for the hospital. I was expecting to go to the emergency room and find out what was going on. But when we got there and parked and was walking to the ER I saw the preacher from the local church driving by and we spoke and then I saw another one of my sisters coming up the street from the ER. The words that she said forever changed my life. She said that Yvonne had passed while being transported to the hospital in the ambulance. She gave some more details but I was petrified. I was shocked, in disbelief , unable to move and could not stop crying. I must have stayed in that same spot for 30 minutes to an hour before I could move. It was all so surreal.
Yvonne had a daughter whom she loved with all her being. She had plans that she had not fully realized but I knew she would. She was our oldest sister of 12 kids in which one had died as an infant. She was 47 years old and life just seemed so unfair. She and our Mother were exceptionally close and now my mom would have to bury her daughter.
We still and will always miss her. Today is always a difficult day but we all get through it
In memory of Yvonne Irene Carter