Yesterday, I wrote about the anniversary of my aunt's death. It was a day of memories and heartache; heartache that only got worse when my mom received a phone call at 11:30 last night. One of her cousins had passed away.
Isn't it funny how you always think the same thing when someone dies? "I just talked to/saw/texted/etc. them. They can't be gone." I just talked to her through Facebook over spring break. It was barely a month ago. She had commented on a blog post... How sweet was it, that she was being so supportive and reading my blogs? How can she be gone if all of that was just happening?
So now we sit back, and we think about her and her life. We think about how much she meant to all of us. We wonder how this could have happened, and we slowly let the pain sink in. We try to figure out what we can do to help, even though there's nothing to do in this situation. And nothing makes sense for a while.
She believed in angels and everything happening for a reason... I think she would have thought that passing away on the same day as my aunt was a special connection that they would share in Heaven. I hope that they're happy to be together again with some other family members now... It's nice to think of them hugging each other and reuniting after so long.
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