Tears are falling. It is nonsensical, unconscionable to be writing this story.
Earlier today, my sweet sister-in-law, Jackie Morris Harden, lost her battle with COVID. She has received her wings and is now our Angel in Heaven. I don't know what to say. She left this earth peacefully. She left so many of us with gaping holes in our hearts. My brother Rick, her husband, and my two nieces, Corey and Meghan, had to say goodbye to their wife and mother.
Jackie was surrounded by her family through the wonders of Facetime. Rick was by her side holding her hand when she took her last breath. Her family had the privilege to "be" with her remotely. She heard the voices of her loved ones before she left us, that we are all certain.
I am so thankful that Jackie's brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews kept vigil with Rick for the last week. I am so thankful that Rick, Meghan, Corey, Millie, Tammy, and Chris were all afforded the opportunity to see her in person last night. To hold her and tell her how much they loved her - regardless of the strict hospital COVID rules.
I loved her very much. I will always love her. She is one of the most selfless people that I have ever met. She never hesitated to take care of people that she loved. She took care of my mother. She took care of me.
I am so angry. I am so heart broken. This should not have happened to her. She was 57. She was vibrant and full of life. She was even more full of love for her family.
She loved her daughters fiercely. She loved her grandkids (Gavin, Riley, Cameron, and Bri). She loved her brothers and sisters. She loved her nieces and nephews. She loved her in-laws. She loved my son, her nephew, Mason. Mason loves his Aunt Jackie.
I am without words, but so many of you have been praying for sweet Jackie. Thank you all for your love and prayers. They have meant the world to all of us.