Worst day of the year
Well here it is. This is the day of the year that I dread. The anniversary of my Aunts passing 10 years ago.I have this sense that allows me to physically feel others hurt. The morning my Aunt died I woke up at that time with intense pain in the same area that the cancer was radiating from. A few moments later I needed to crawl to the phone and as I put my hand out for it thats when my Uncle rang to advise of what had happened. I answered with "Dads not here call his mobile number". Then went n told mum what had happened n therefore what to expect.
This has the ability to freak a lot of people, and truth be told it freaks me myself at times too. But its something that I've learnt to deal with and work around. Use it for good n not evil.
I've done the proper thing and burnt candles this morning and last night for her sole. I hope she knows how much I miss her and how much I held her close to me. We had a great friendship and loved coming down to see her each year. Ever since I can remember we had always planned that when I came down to Sydney for Uni I was to stay with her and her family.
Dad had promised that we would see her for Xmas that year and that there was no need to come to Sydney early. Well Dad was wrong, she couldn't hold on. That was 10 years ago and now there is a horrible rift between the two immediate families. We hardly see one another and if we do then its all weird n silent.
And so here I am today hating the day and all that it means.
posted by whatever @ 7:53 am
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