I found out yesterday that my great aunt died.
She lived Chicago, so we only got to see her about once a year or so–whenever we happened to make our way up that way. The last time that I saw her was around Thanksgiving. I’m definitely glad that I got to see her that one last time. She was like a third grandmother; I’ve known her since I can begin to remember things.
I’m not as sad as I think I’d be if it was someone immediate, like my parents or brother or anything–probably because of the great distance, and that I only saw her once a year or so. Still, she was such an awesome family member. I’m definitely going to miss her.