I Lost A Family Member

Last weekend I found out that my grand-aunty died. It was Saturday morning and I was getting ready for synchro when mum told me. She died the night before. We're not sure exactly how she died. We just know it has something to do with a lung infection, internal bleeding (suspected stomach) and a really high fever. She's the first person I've known to pass away. She's my grandma's older sister. The second child out of seven. My grandma is the only one of them living in Australia. They are still in Vietnam. The burial was on Monday at 12:30pm Vietnam time. None of us went over for it.

In some ways I'm happy that I got to meet her. Even though it was once. But part of me wonders if it would have been easier if I didn't know her. I only met her for the first time last September and it was only for a few days. I can't think about what it's like now in Vietnam. I can't even being to imagine how it would feel to be in the house without her.

I am glad to have met her. I'm happy that I got to know her before she passed. I'm proud to be her family.