Aunt Deanna

Here is the speech I wrote for my Aunt Deanna's funeral. I read it at the funeral. I must say it was by far the hardest thing I've ever done. She was an amazing lady. I owed it to her to speak for her. I loved her so. So I thought I would share it was everyone else.


The song I picked for her.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zvKXaOVASs

　
Today we come here to celebrate the life of Deanna. A mother, sister, sister- in- law, an aunt, and a friend.

We need not to cry but be happy for she is no longer in pain on this earth. She is with god & loved ones now.

She wished upon a star and woke up to where the clouds are far behind her. Where her troubles melt like lemon drops. She sees old friend and family shaking hands saying "how do you do?"
They’re really saying I love you. She went somewhere over that rainbow. For the colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky, are also the faces of people passing by. That is the place she is in now.

She is at peace. No more pain no more judgement from anyone. Not one person in here is perfect. So do not judge her for the road she traveled. If you walked just one mile in her shoe’s I don’t think you could handled it.
Her battle with breast cancer was a long lonely road. If you haven’t had cancer or breast cancer you cannot understand what she went through. She had other demons. That is where these doctors failed her. Failed her so that she couldn’t let those demons go. If you haven’t walked that road of hell you don’t understand her at all.

WE all loved her so much. WE all wanted the best for her. WE all just wanted to help. She had to want to help herself. No one can fix your issues but yourself. So don’t be upset or mad. She did it her way.

She would want all of us to move on and be the people that she knew we can be. She would want all of us to take responsibility for our own actions. She only wanted the best for her children and her family. She needs all of us to be at peace with her.

Angie, your mother only ever wanted you to be happy. She loved you so.
Sunny, the same for you. Only happiness for you. Forgive her for the person she became.
Brandon, oh how you have her spirit. You do things your way like her. Be proud of that.
Bryce, from the day she brought you home, she always wanted you to be the man she knew you could be. Do that for her.

For her brothers and sister,.my dad Ron, Uncle Greg and Aunt Darlene you also should remember the good times. She loved you all so deeply. Yes you all had a hard childhood but no matter what you loved each other. You only wanted the best for her. At times none of us said or did the right thing. No one is perfect. She would want family peace. Follow her wishes and your lives will be a better place. It’s only water under the bridge.
　
I have to tell of good times with her. On summer break at the old log house was when we all had a huge water fight in the house. What a mess we made. We didn’t have water guns we used cups bowls and ton’s of water. But oh what a great time we all had. The laughter that came from all of us and the fun we had I will never forget.

She taught me how to pluck my eyebrows, put on some make up and even colored my hair on one of my summer trips there. Let’s just say she forgot she had the color in my hair. My parents had no clue what to say. But they weren’t mad at her. This is how I remember my Aunt Deanna. Always giving, caring and loving.

Let’s all remember the beautiful woman she was. Remember her laugh, her smile that lite the room up her caring ways, how artistic she was and remember the love she had for all of us.
I love you Aunt Deanna and always will. You were my second mom in my life. For that I am grateful. I will always love you.

I know you’re at peace and in no more pain. God bless you and may you feel the love from this room today.