my aunt Gail passed away suddenly. I could easily describe it as the worst thing to ever happen in my life, no event has surpassed it. I still miss her as much today as I ever did. I don't think the death of a loved one is something you ever get over, you just learn to accept it. It still hurts and I still wish she were here to be a part of the kids lives - and mine. I'd love to share with her details about my new job, Jasmine starting school, Ben and Jasmine doing so well at football, and even the more mundane everyday things that we used to spend so much time chatting about. All these crafts that I am doing, I would love to have her advice on. She was a whizz with a sewing machine having studied fashion at college. I've now inherited her sewing machine and it is still sitting in it's box waiting for me to pluck up the courage to have a go.......
But most saddening of all are all the new arrivals that she would have doted on. She died just before Nathan was born (her nephew), before Shola (her neice), before Junior (another nephew). And now Shola is going to be having a little brother or sister early next year, and saddest of all, her first grandchild is due this December. My heart breaks thinking of how she would have loved that child (and all the others). I too plan to have more children one day, and I am sad that she'll never meet them, or they her. But not to end on a sad note, those of us who did know her are richer for the time we had with her and I know I'll never forget the huge part she played in my life - or the few years my children were blessed to know her. xxx
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