My favorite and much beloved aunt died today. Overnight it went from being a matter of weeks to days to just hours. My younger cousin, who is a helicopter pilot in Afghanistan, didn't make it in time. He's still traveling. They've delayed the funeral until he can get here which means probably until Sunday so sadly I won't be able to make it. We leave tomorrow on unchangeable tickets, and both kids have to start school on Monday. I know Barbara would understand and would never want me to stay and screw up the start of their school year, but I hate that I can't be here for my father and my cousins.
Goodbye Aunt Barbara. I love you and I miss you. Very much. I'm so glad I got the chance to tell you that just 3 short weeks ago, and that you finally got the chance to see what incredible little people my kids have turned into. It meant the world to Itai that you put his drawing up on the mantel, and it means the world to me that you finally got the chance to see them both, since you never did make it over to Israel to visit.
You were much loved, and you touched many many lives while you were here. Mine was but one, but I'll miss you dearly. Goodbye.