Time Heals All Wounds...

I didn't even think about you yesterday. Not even once.  I'm a little bit ashamed now.  It's the first birthday since you left this earth almost twenty years ago that I've not remembered.

It doesn't hurt me to think about you now. And I do think of you--quite often. I remember how much you loved to laugh and how much you liked to tease me about becoming a "woman". I was only thirteen.  Hardly a woman. Haha! But you loved to tease me about that anyway. I remember how much you loved your kids and what kind of things would catch your eye i.e. Victorian lace, old Coca-Cola decor, etc.

Your death taught me so many things. Correction: It is still teaching me so many things.  Empathy and compassion for others who hurt; living life to the fullest because you never know when it will end. It's been one of the biggest factors to shape my life and to shape me into who I am today.  Because of you.

Do I wish you were still here? Most definitely, but only because I'm selfish. I know you're so much better off and wouldn't wish to come back even if you could. I just needed to tell you that I've reached another milestone in my grief over your loss.

You will never be forgotten, Aunt Gloria, and my heart continues to heal, a little at a time.

♥Rebekah