The song is ended, but the melody lingers on. Irving Berlin
A great aunt passed away yesterday. She was literally my great aunt being my grandmother’s sister, but she was also a fantastic aunt. She was like a second mother to me, as well as my mother. My mother and I lived with her and my uncle for a while when I was a child and I loved her and respected her.
Her passing was both expected and a shock; it is peculiar how that can be true but it is. She had been suffering from a form of dementia for some time and had recently been declining. I didn’t expect her to live but so much longer, but this was a shock. She was found dead by her daughter on Sunday. No last illness, no warning really.
I go from numb to teary in a flash. All it takes is a memory, or talking to my mother, or seeing a post by our family. This is the fourth death within less than 12 months between my family and my husband’s; can I just say that this is exhausting?
Well, at least she is no longer trapped in her body, watching life slip away.
Rest in peace and thank you for all that you gave me and did for me. I love you.