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Auntie Stella (aka 'my other mother') died this morning, 5 weeks and two days after she was diagnosed with cancer.
I'm not distraught. She hasn't been so much a part of my day to day life in recent years. But I am saddened. Particularly for Mum and Jaqs and Uncle Ron: the three remaining siblings. And especially for Rachie, the youngest daughter (31), whose sister and brother are so far away at this time when she really needs them. And for Shirls and Ste: who are so far away when they need to be close.
I went to see her on Thursday. First time I'd seen her in about two years. Was bit shocking really.
Ach damn. What a strange thing death is.
There's loads more I want to say, and probably will at some point. Mainly about stuff that's angered or frustrated us. But having just spent two and half hours trying to decode and then grade my undergrad's 'article review' assignments, I have lost the capacity to make coherent points :P
Anyway. Please raise a glass to Auntie Stella: kind, strong, and a damn good laugh.
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