My aunt passed away. She was only 46 and lost her life to lung cancer. Now my cousins have no mother, and my uncle's alone. I don't know how to feel. The funeral's tomorrow. I don't remember the last thing I said to her, we weren't in town when she passed away....
I've been crying on and off all day. Normally I hate crying in public, but today, when I got to school I found Lisa at the band hall, and just blurted it out. Then a few seconds later, I started bawling. Almost all my friends know, because I could never hide anything. All my family's flying in today.
I don't know whether to be happy that she's no longer in pain, and yet she's really gone. It hurts.