For My Uncles.. Johnny, Steve and My Grandparents Howard and Velma

by Lori Tester
(Roan Mountain, Tn)

When you lose someone it a shock to your body. You can't believe what someone is telling you. You feel like you are in a nightmare. You will wake up and everything will be OK but, That is not the way it is.

My Uncle Johnny passed away he was 37 years old, then my grandfather, then my grandmother and now My Uncle Steve. Steve went to Heaven July 21, 2010. One year and 13 days after I lost my grandmother. We were still trying to recover as much as we could from losing her when God called Steve home.

He had suffered from brain cancer and was hurting so much. I did not want to lose him but, I did not want him to stay and suffer like he was doing. He slipped into a coma the last few days of his life. I kept telling myself he would get better. I would not accept the fact his life on earth was done. He had done what God had sent him here to do. He had made so many friends. He treated everyone as if they were family.

I prayed on Wednesday July 21, 2010 that if it was God's will to take Uncle Steve home I would ask Him for the strength to go on. I told God I was the last one holding on and telling myself someone, somewhere could do something to fix him, make him better. But that was not God's plan. I prayed for God to Help me face this and to not be selfish in wanting him to stay and suffer like he was doing. I asked that God help me to understand and accept what was the best thing for him.

I finished my prayer at 10:30 P.M My Uncle Steve went home to Heaven at 11:00 PM. I think God knew somehow with his help I would find the strength to face this, I know he is now flying with angels.... His mother, his father, and his brother. So to my Uncle Steve, My Uncle John, and my Nanny and Paw... I love and miss you all so much. Till me meet again someday....... Lori