The world is going through some serious things, all very painful, all tragic.
One of my favorite aunts died yesterday, in her sleep. She was ninety-one years old and had a hard time coping with the death of her loving husband and a subsequent stroke. She was simply tired of being alive, even less after her youngest son recently died of cancer. Last week, her entire family (on the east coast) gathered by her side for her birthday but they said it was as if she was already transitioning, already thinning the veil between here and there or nowhere.
This Mary Oliver quote from her poem, “Invitation”, really says it all:
It is a serious thing
just to be alive
on this fresh morning
in the broken world
It could mean something.
It could mean everything.
Enchanted Seashells | Princess Rosebud 
I’m sorry about the death of your aunt, may she rest in peace. The world is a difficult place and life truly is a gift.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. She was special. Life is precious, I agree.
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You’re very welcome and yes it is.
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I’m sorry to hear about your aunt, uncle, and cousin. It sounds like she was ready to go, which brings, I hope, comfort to those left behind. I’m glad she passed peacefully. May her memory be a blessing.
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Thank you so much and yes, they said it seemed like she was ready. She and her brother were close and it’s hard on him like it’s hard on all of those left behind.
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I’m so very sorry for your loss. I could say something like she’s at peace on the other side with her sweetheart, but the truth is loss and grief hurt. Period. Hugs.
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Thank you for your kind words. She was my mom’s favorite and mine too. Her brother did say it was peaceful so there’s that!
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