This week we lost my favourite Aunt.
She hadn't been well but it wasn't expected either. My mum - her sister - is bereft. I find that hard to deal with. We had a call from the hospital she had been admitted to saying that if we wanted to say goodbye we needed to go that morning. Mum, my cousins and my other Aunt set off on the 60+ mile journey. As they were on the outskirts of the City where the hospital was another call came through to say she had passed away. Devastating - so close, yet so far. What a difference 10 minutes can make.
As we grieve her loss it has become apparent what an amazing lady she was and what a difference she made to the people around her. She was a retired primary school headmistress and she had that rare quality of being able to relate to people across the generations.
An avid Facebook poster, I communicated with her frequently by PM. She "liked" and commented on my daughter's posts frequently, giving her encouragement in the way she was raising her children and her artistic flair. She rang my mum and chatted to her several times a week. My dad liked her! We are her extended family. Within her close family it was the same story.
She was an amazing, generous and kind lady. I can't believe she's gone. I didn't want her to go and now I miss her dreadfully. For me she had her angel wings here on earth.
