Too Much

It's funny how certain memories and certain people can be forever in your heart. I've mentioned my Great-Aunt Doris in a previous post. This past Sunday, she passed from this life. I'm finding myself surprisingly very emotional over her passing. For some reason, her face, her voice- lots of things about her will stay in my heart for many years. She was my Grandpa's little sister. How often does one think about that- A Grandparent's little sister or brother? I think that's one of the reasons I always liked her. I literally pictured her toddling along behind the young version of my grandfather as a kid.

She always thought of us kids- graduation, my wedding, both my babies. And she loved pictures. Maybe that's where we were kindred spirits. I like to take the pictures. She loved to look at them. Because she always remembered me, I tried to remember her as much as possible. I put her on the list to always send a picture. She always thanked me in her Christmas card every year.

And now, I'm sure I will feel a hole when I mail my pictures out this Christmas. And the boy's birthday pictures this July.

Today we found out my Grandma has some sort of cancer. The details are sketchy at this point- this is all shaking down in the midst of the funeral arrangements for Doris. My poor Grandpa. God will see us all through it.

The Family Reunion is Saturday. Two of the main people won't be there this time. How strange it will be. It feels like cornerstones of my family are slowly being chipped away.

I can't bear to think about it all at once. It's too much.