I lost my aunt today.
She was a joy to visit and call, because she was always full of optimism, full of joy and she was the most understanding and supportive aunt.
She had been battling her illness for a while, which makes grieving a little easier. But the use of past tense is unnerving. I do think she is in a better place now.
H, bless his heart, let me talk on and on about her while he’s away and exhausted from the day. But she was the best aunt.
I remember telling her about H, when he hadn’t met the family yet. She would come excitedly into my room, giggle and ask me to show her a picture of him. Then dizzy with excitement, she would tell me her impression of him – all of which were naturally positive comments.
She would ask a few questions about him as a person and about his family. Then she would quickly say that it’s important to know that one is a good person, and would be a good partner. And from my answers, she knew that I had found the right partner.
When I was moving to Germany, she told me not to worry, and that my parents just want me to be happy, and simply advised me to call home regularly.
When I moved to Germany, she asked if the environment was great, if I got used to the weather, if work was hard to find.
When I found a job, she was happy to hear that I had settled in. She had already started losing weight and energy by then, but she would tell me that hearing from me made her day.
When we visited in April, she was low on energy but she refused to let us leave. She happily told stories, waited for them to be translated for H, waited for me to translate H’s answers. We had planned to stay for an hour, but we stayed for hours more.
When it got so much worse a few weeks ago, I made her a video of me just saying hi from the bathroom stall at work. She insisted on her son taking a video and sending it back. She didn’t have the energy anymore to sit up or hold a phone. Her eyes were barely open, and she looked completely different. But in the short video, she managed to squeeze in the fact that she was delighted to see me and hear from me.
I’m extremely far away from home, and I won’t make it to the funeral. But I hope she knows that I’ll miss her very much.