Holy shit, my Aunt Helen is dead. She's actually my great aunt, but I don't care. I'm in complete denial. It's not possible. She is such a lady. My favorite Aunt. We all pretty much knew it was coming so we aren't quite beside ourselves with grief, but I'm not saying we aren't sad. I can't even really write this right now. I"m gonna barf. I can't believe what I"m writing. This was shaping up to be a great week at first, then I literally came home, walked through the front door and dad greets me with,
"Hi, you're home just in time to take Nana home, ok?"
"yeah fine i'm ready nana"
"Aunt Helen is dead by the way."
jaw....................on.............................floor.....................
look to mom, she's nodding and a tear falls down her face.
want.......................to...........................collapse.................
perhaps more details will come later when/if i can write more clearly.
melissa
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