Bad News
Last night, when I got home from work, I walked into my dark living room to see my mom sitting in the rocking chair. She looked like she had been crying but I didn't want to say anything. I sat in the love seat across the room. She looked at me and said, "I have some bad news." My heart dropped. One thought entered my mind... Somethings wrong with my mom. I thought she was going to tell me her cancer was back. But that wasnt the case. She told me my Aunt Julie had died. (her sister) It came as a bit of a shock. but it didn't surprise me all too much. I felt relieved, yes RELIEVED, when my mom said that. It's an awful thing to fell. But I was just happy to hear my mom was okay. Today, tho', it did hit me. I'll never talk to my aunt again. We never talked much before, but I loved talking to her when I did. She was a goofy woman.
My mom has lost her mother, father, and sister all in the matter of 6 years. We have lost others as well. (our cousin, an aunt, friends of the families)But none that hurt as much.
My cousin, Rachel, has asked for my mom to come out to California to be with her. I am willing to go with her, if okayed. We're just waiting for an update of when the memorial service is going to be and whether or not I can find the time to go. I would really like to be there for my cousins.
My mom has lost her mother, father, and sister all in the matter of 6 years. We have lost others as well. (our cousin, an aunt, friends of the families)But none that hurt as much.
My cousin, Rachel, has asked for my mom to come out to California to be with her. I am willing to go with her, if okayed. We're just waiting for an update of when the memorial service is going to be and whether or not I can find the time to go. I would really like to be there for my cousins.