Before Evonne fell and broke her hip, I had been telling her for a few weeks that we were going to have a date and go out for the yummy lemon pie she kept talking about. I had it planned the Friday that Tristin came down with Scarlet fever & strep throat, so it never worked out. Everyone had a zillion cases of illness's and I could never get over to take her. Then she fell, then was in the hospital and then transfered twice before she finally passed away on the April 1st. I told her on one visit in the hospital that she needed to hurry up and get better so we could go and eat our pie, but sadly, that day never happened.
It hurt my heart because I meant to do it, every week I would think ok, Wed looks free, I'll call her- and then something would happen to change everything. I have tried not feeling guilty about it, but I'm so sad it never happened.
In honor of Evonne, Andrea & I went to have pie after her funeral today. I know that she was looking down smiling and wishing she had a fork herself, it felt good to finally make it there. From now on, every April 1st, I plan to have lemon pie.
I will miss her with all my heart. I truely loved her and I cannot wait until I can see her again one day...
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