My Aunt Joyce
My last postwas on Monday, May 8th. I was in a good place mentally and physically. As the week progressed things changed. This was truly a week that I will never forget.
On Saturday, May 13th, my beloved Aunt Joyce passed away in North Carolina. Initially, I cried inconsolably. At this point, I felt as if nothing else mattered. In an effort to practice what I’ve preached, I worked hard to pull it together. She was my mother’s oldest and only sister. My mother talked to her daily. They were finally growing closer than ever after years of reconciling their childhood issues (more mom than Aunt Joyce).
Every moment mattered as I reminisced about the many fruitful conversations over the years with my Aunt. She never failed to express her pride in all of my achievements. She often told me there was nothing I couldn’t do if I set my mind to it. I was like her daughter. All the things I wanted to hear my mother say – Aunt Joyce said it. She was an educator who was proud of me for changing careers and becoming a teacher.
I really love my Aunt and can’t believe she is gone…