We found out last night that my Aunt Shirley died the night before last. The wake is on Sunday and the funeral is on Monday and I can't go to either because I have to be in clinical, and I'm not allowed to miss time. It completely sucks. I'm not sure what to say to Dad, or Maxine or anyone.
Shirley was the first aunt (Dad's sister) to pass. I guess it will start happening more and more now that we're at that age. I guess it's the circle of life or some crap like that. Their generation is getting older, just like we are.
Yes. I guess life is changing.
