My aunt came in yesterday afternoon to be at my grandma’s visitation yesterday as well as the funeral later today. We got to talking, as we always do, and catching up on the few months we haven’t seen each other. Yes, we talk on the phone and on Facebook, but it’s still not the same as when we talk face to face, you know? We talked about my little cousins (7 year old girl, twins, one boy and one girl, 4) and their school year so far, about my boyfriend that went to the visitation with me yesterday (no, not in front of my boyfriend, we went into a different room and left him with my parents – woops!), and about my swimming and color guard seasons.
I’ve always been able to turn to my aunt. Even though she lives out in San Francisco, I’m able to tell her anything with the knowledge that no one else is going to find out. I’ve turned to her a lot since my dad died, and I will, and have, even more since my grandma died. We had a little time alone yesterday (minimal time, actually, because my boyfriend was there – don’t get me wrong, I’m glad my boyfriend was there. I’m not sure what I would have done if he wouldn’t have been able to get off work so he could come to the visitation with me) and she asked me how I was doing. I was completely honest with her, with things about my grandma and dad that were bothering me, as well as some other things that just didn’t fit into my “ideal life” at this time.
The words she said (no I don’t remember what they are, [insert my aunt’s name here], if you’re reading this, can you remind me?) really helped me out. That’s why I say my aunt helps the world turn ‘round. I’ve really been having somewhat of a hard time since my dad and even my grandma (even though it was only two days ago) died. I’ve wanted to turn back to my old ways after my dad died (that I have refrained myself from doing for about five months now – yay me!), but my aunt has told me some things to keep me from doing so.
I’m not sure what I’d do without my aunt, and I’m very thankful that she’s in my life. Without her, I’m not so sure I’d be able to get through this.
Absentism
15 years ago
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