Goodbye Auntie Kamala...

My mom's younger sister died new year day. My mom left first thing. Sad, her siblings are slowing passing... which makes me think of my mom's own mortality.

I lived with my aunt for a summer in Maryland while I finished some course work. My mom's siblings are all similar to each other. They talk to each other constantly... loving and fighting.

I know my mom will miss her. Sad, yet I know that she is free of pain and suffering. I know that isn't a comfort yet at the same time, it must be.

So many thoughts.