Okay, I'm finally able to muster some balls to write this now....
My mom's sister has been battling her cancer for quite some time now. And just when they got rid of it all, some came back. Then when they tried to shrink it down, it got to a lemon's size and then it takes over. For the past few months, my aunt had terminal cancer and I managed to see her this past week, Wednesday actually, after I found out that she had become bed-written. The pain from her cancer was too much for her... Yesterday, she went comatose through the night and this Sunday morning, just before 6 a.m., my aunt passed away finally. She didn't get to her 59th birthday.
Dead to cancer at 58 years old... and my aunt looked good for being middle-aged. Great skin, positive attitude, warm eyes, no grey hair, my mom said she died too young. Family deaths, especially close ones like this leave a bad taste in my mouth, and I don't have any juice to wash it away... Well, my cousins are doing all of the prep stuff and my mom and dad have offered to cook for them when they ask. But yeah, this is going to be a very bitter week. So if at any time I may sound like a complete bastard or a dick, that is why.
5 years ago
08 Sep 2013 22:19 CEST