"Your aunt has stage four cancer.". The sentence replays in my head.

No on could think of what to say. The room was silent- dead.

I began to think about her. Her long, dark hair and her beautiful smile.

Then thought of how cancer would change her. How it would turn her fragile.

I remember hearing her laugh. That's how you knew she was around.

I wish to hear her laugh again. It would be the most sacred sound.

I remember driving around with her. Music as loud as can be.

Windows down, fresh air all around. She was always fun and care free.

I remember hearing her voice. Never soft, always loud.

She never gave up & kept fighting. She wouldn't die, this she vowed.

I remember watching her body drain of all the things that made her unique.

I remember sitting by her side while my hand lightly brushed her cheek.

I remember crying for her with my mom, sisters, and brother.

I remember watching her cry in fear that we didn't love her.

I remember the day that she left us in a world without her laugh.

I remember seeing my moms heart completely break in half.

I never wanted to see a world without my sweet Aunt here.

I never imagined it would be this hard, and it hasn't been a year.

I know she is always with me. Her blue shirts I still wear.

I can always feel her near me.

Aloha Spirit, she is there.