Well, sad news last night. My Great Aunt Betty passed away....only 69 years old. I remember her as such a fun person, always being able to make my Mom and Aunts laugh until they ran to the bathroom. Even at the last couple events, she was so comical.....even when she knew she was sick and none of us knew. When I was little, I was so intrigued by her fashionable clothes, hair and make-up...as I still was at my wedding. She still looked as beautiful as can be that day....
I'm not used to death. Actually, the last death that I dealt with was my Mom-mom and that was 21 years ago! So, this is not a territory I am comfortable with.....I don't like to talk about it. I don't like when people tell me they are getting old and want to talk about what to do after they pass [Me-mom, Be-pop...they always do that to me]. I know I should know these things, but it hurts my heart to think about it. Alright, that's enough of that. I'm going to just bottle that up for right now and mentally prepare myself for the services....which I also have no clue about, considering 21 years ago I was sheltered from all of the details. I mainly remember the sadness and trying to figure out my belief on death.
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