I try not to think about it.. but my parents brought it up just now
it’s been 10 years since my great aunt died.
she had lung cancer. it was horrible. she was so sick. and at 12 years old I didn’t really realize what was going on. I knew she was sick, but I had no idea she was dying until it was too late.
my parents made me march in a parade on the day of her funeral. they told me she would have wanted me to be playing the drums marching with my friends.
I still really miss her. she lived next door to me, and we would go up there all the time and just talk and play cards. she sold us the land our house is on.
it’s funny how I look back and think of things that she did or said, and I smile and laugh, but right now, all I can do is cry.