Aunt Rita

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I’m numb. My aunt, my ally, my friend is gone, forever. How can I possibly bring myself to attend your funeral when all I want is to hear you say my name again. See the sparkle in your eyes. Reminisce about granny and the good old days.

Your smile always came easily and your hugs were genuine. You were quick to welcome my friends and put them at ease. Whenever your children needed a sitter, you were there.

Aunt Rita, I thought our journey would continue much longer than this. At least that was the plan. Remember? Many of us were ready and willing to give up a kidney so that you could continue living a quality life. Free from dialysis.

Our plan failed. It’s a mystery. No one knows the reason, we just know the result. You’re gone. Free from pain, but the pain caused by your death is killing me.

I love you Aunt Rita.

Margie Franklin