Her Time

  They knew it was coming, they also new they couldn't do anything about it. Their little girl, sister, and one love had been taken away, taking chunks of their hearts, soul, and lives with her. 
  When it first happened, when the cancer took her, her mother was in shock, and disbelief unable to cry. She wanted to sob into her husbands arms and follow their daughter into Her Heaven.
  Her father, on the other hand, was unable to contain himself standing in his daughter's room watching her as she lay in her bed, not breathing, unmoving. He screamed out in anguish, she had such a magnificent life ahead of her: Love, marriage, children, and not in eighteen years-the blink of an eye-she was gone. Her father sat on the edge of his daughter's bed, holding her crying into her hair until the morticians got there to take her away from him.
  Her boyfriend got the phone call as he was driving to see her. He pulled to the side of the road and pumped his stereo so passersby couldn't hears his cries of pain. Six years he had loved her and known she was The One, and now she was gone. He took the small wrapped box out of his jacket pocket and held the ring between his fingers and stared down at the future he had hoped to have with the beautiful creature God had created and was now taken away from him and everyone else who loved her.
  Her brother was away when he received the news. His heart broke when he learned his little sister and hero was gone. He came home as soon as he could, reaching their home the afternoon they lost her.
  Eight days later at her service the entire neighborhood was surrounding the family to show their love for her and the pain every single person there felt for the family. The day was supposed to be a beautifully weathered spring day-her favorite weather-but the day had started off horrifyingly terrible. Suddenly, her mothers eyes began to tear with the pain and emotions she had not been able to shed until they placed her baby in the ground and had placed her favorite flower before her heart shaped headstone. 
  Everyone who had wanted to say their parting words did so, when they all heard a plane that broke the deafening silence. When the plane was heard a small patch of sky opened revealing a glorious ray of sun that began dancing over the funeral party. Then the plane flew directly over the, causing them to look up, behind the plane there was a banner advertising a spa called 'Her Heaven'; this brought smiles and tears to the faces and eyes of her mother, father, brother, and boyfriend. It was her final reminder that she would be fine, that she loved them and missed them but, her Lord missed her more and called her home to where he had plans beyond their wildest imaginations and abilities, and above all he had Her Heaven waiting.