The Sad Times

Yesterday my Aunt Ginny died...she was 93 years old, and led a wonderful, fulfilling life. I know (in my head) that she is in a good place with all her family, but my heart aches. She was the last of my Dad's brothers and sisters. Aunt Gladys died in March...I know they are rejoicing today...they are all together again; but I am lonely...but remembering the great times we had over the years. We had the best Aunts and Uncles in the world...they were a huge part of our lives as we were growing up. The Aunts could always make us laugh! I have been truly blessed.