| Pookie ( @ 2006-05-02 00:07:00 |
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So today I finally got round to telephoning my aunt to see how she was.
I had not seen her since the funeral and well, I had a little difficulty in bringing myself to make the call.
It is an uncomfortable truth to say that she is as affected by this as much as we are and harbours many of the same feelings. Regret, and anger, and things. It was odd to talk to an adult about these things (by that I mean of the next generation up), and I suppose the nearest I have had to an adult conversation I have had with one of my Mother's siblings.
I should keep in touch with her. After all, she is virtually my oldest living relative that I know of.