Following a long decline in health, my baby sister Kate died on May 15th. It was so sad to witness her suffer in ill-health for such a long time and even sadder to lose her. However, we know our sadness is only a measure of our love for her, which was immense. She leaves a great legacy in three wonderful boys: David, James and Eoin, of whom I am a very proud aunt.
When we remember Kate, we’ll hear her laughter firstly. She had a glorious, sharp sense of humour which delighted in finding the absurdities in everyday life and her laugh ran through her days like a bubbling stream. Kate would never let you take yourself or life too seriously. She has left us far too soon, but that laugh and her smile will live on strong in the remembrances of those who loved her.
The pain of saying a final goodbye to Kate on Monday 18th was eased by all the overwhelming support my family and I received from friends and extended family. They moved in like a SWAT unit and buoyed us with their condolences, phonecalls, visits to the house, handshakes at the removal, warm words at the funeral and willingness to take part in the same by reading, singing and pall-bearing; by their texts, messages, posts, mass cards, flowers, salads, sandwiches, cakes, biscuits; with their soup ladling, blaa distribution, marquee constructing (and deconstructing!); with their hugs (real and virtual), kisses, hand squeezing, conversation, songs, story-telling; with their sympathy and empathy with our grief.
Kate would have loved that wake.
Shine on, sweet baby sister x