An Angel sent home

Monday saw the day for Monarh to be lay to rest and it was such a heart wrenching feeling as I watched her mother follow her white coffin.  Feelings I know all too well and it all felt raw and close to home again.  I tried not to feel that familiar ache in my heart surface but with all the fighting I gave in to feel grief for a mother who too has lost her child.  I feel for her family and friends who have had the pleasure of knowing her life for the past 17 years and I feel for her younger sister, without a big sister to grow up with.  Years prior this very same family were laying to rest their husband, father, son in law, brother in law, brother, friend and now they were back under the same circumstances mourning his daughter.  There have been no conclusions as to the cause of her passing, conclusions that could help a family piece together this horrible yanking from their lives.  Her closest cousin, uncles and male figures wore pink neck ties against their black attire.  It was truly lovely to see.  Others wore t shirts etched with her name and a verse and I loved the tributes that these gave to Monarh and her life.  Rest in Paradise sweet girl, be now with your father and nestle into your new angel wings. Watch over your precious family from your new perch.

In loving memory of Mona Te Ruiha Fakatele
19 February 1994 - 20 September 2011