Hi everyone. My aunt died this morning. She'd been in the hospital for around 6 of the last 8 months and she'd been sick for the last 20 years. I guess I'm not surprised, but it is just a real shame. The last real interaction we had was maybe mid January? We both are really into geneology and family history, and I told her I'd be back within the next week alone to talk more about it. After that, she started to really steeply decline and she never became hugely coherent. I stopped going for the last few weeks of her life. I just couldn't do it anymore, I suppose. I thought there was a path to her becoming fully coherent again. She wanted me to sing for her. That old hymn, "Closer Walk With Thee". I think she was really tired and maybe that was a symptom of it. A priest came to her towards the end and she told him how tired she was.

We went and saw my uncle this afternoon. It was so weird being back at the house after all these years. Seeing the bed she died in, the cat sleeping on it. Mike was obviously glad to have some company. It's just weird. They adored eachother. He showed us hundreds of emails. He emailed her every day when she was a teacher while she was at work. I hope he'll be okay. I ended up with 3 Kindles full of geneology stuff to make copies of. I think she'd hate to see her research be forgotten. It's a shame how many conversations I can't have anymore. Like going through photos with my father this morning, I had to keep stopping myself from saying, "I bet Theresa would know more about this one." Man. It's just a shame. I wish I knew how to feel.

True as True Can Be,

Maxwell