My aunt Mary died yesterday. She was older, and sick, and my cousins had just put her in a nursing home the day before. She just went downhill really fast once she got there. I can't make it to the funeral, and more than anything, it hurts to not be able to say goodbye. I want to be there for my family, and I want to be there with my family. I wasn't super close to her, but she's my aunt. She's my family.
I guess all I'm asking for is prayers/good thoughts to be sent across to Baltimore this week. I know that they'd be appreciated by everyone there.
I never knew her as well as I wanted to. It makes it harder that she's gone now and I can't even attempt to correct that. My Dad is the only one in his family now, except for some distant cousins that we don't even have addresses for. It was hard to deal with the relatives that I knew and loved on my Mom's side dying - this is probably worse.
I feel so far away - and so unbelievably helpless.
-Bethy
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