A good day for remembrance

June is usually a happy time and up until my birthday it still is, but shortly after...I get reminded of my uncle Jim and my cousin Jetta, who both died in June of 2016. There was a lot of controversy surrounding the last 5 years of his life the way he was taken from his family and scooped off to some obscure location with family members who didn't nor wouldn't let anyone else see him. Jim was the last of the Mullins boys to leave this world. When he passed the boys became all together again. Though it was said by these people "..he is now together again with Vi. He brought light and kindness to our home. He loved Susan, the Grand Kids, Going to Church, his Dog Baby, and family dinner." He also Loved his stepchildren, his sisters-in-law including Grandma Lenore who also visited him in California, His grandchildren, his other nieces and nephews, and their children, who are still here and he loved my family. I have memories of visiting him and Vi, before she passed in 2006, in California and him after, I am grateful my mum remembered to document our trips down there, who knew they would end so abruptly. It has been two years now and Jim isn't only with Vi, he is also with Wes and Jan, his brothers, their wives, and another family. Maybe he was able to soften the hearts of the family that took him away and left them with the ability to show kindness as he did, he certainly had the ability to love others. I do look forward to the day when I can go up to him and give him a big hug! I also am reminded of my cousin Jetta who took her own life. She was a mother of two. Unfortunately, there has been and still is a family rift that probably will not be solved in this life. I hold fast to my belief in a loving God and merciful Savior; that they will be able to sort this out. I echo my sentiments that I had from a year ago."There isn't room for hatred in this life, it is too short to take for granted." One year ago, my cousin chose to take her own life. On her anniversary I have pulled out my favorite picture of her and her kids with my Grandma Lenore. I am so grateful for these memories with her. I remember her coming over to Grandma's and talking with us; my Grandma Lenore, my mum Liz, my sister Alisa and me. We didn't see eye to eye on everything but forgiveness and understanding were there in those talks, I know Jetta. Jetta forgave me as I did her. I wish Jetta would have known that she had a way out before those tragic events took place. My heart goes out to the family that is still grieving, I pray they will find peace ..Jetta didn't hate and unbeknownst to them she loved us and she loved Grandma Lenore and we loved her." In the time they have been gone, I have also lost my grandmother and since losing them I have learned; the world isn't always going to go the way I want it to, but I have to forge on and continue to live. The memories I have with you are forever ingrained upon my soul. They now know the truth of the matter.