Losses

My Uncle John died shortly before Christmas. He was a bit of a strange guy, but he had a good heart and a wonderful storytelling manner. My Aunt Gayle died a couple of days ago. She was kind and smart, and she reminded me of my grandmother. She had a way about her that put other people at ease, and all of her siblings looked to her when they needed advice. I didn’t know either my uncle or aunt well, but they were part of my world, always there, even if I didn’t see them often. Now they are gone, and I’m sad, but I feel especially sorry for my dad. It’s hard enough to lose one sibling, doubly hard to lose two so close together.