Not a lot of good news from the O-nut today. Sorry folks, just looking to be a little contemplative is all.
I got home from D-land last night to find a message from my mom saying my aunt had died. She'd been ill with alzheimers for years and quickly went downhill the past few days. I really didnt know her all that well, I hadnt seen her in 10/11 years as she lived in Iowa. I'm sad to a degree. I guess I'm sadder at the end of a generation in my family.
See, she was the last aunt of mine alive. Blood relative aunt that is as I still have aunts and uncles by marriage still around. Anyway she was the last of 10 siblings of my dads alive (my moms only brother died nearly 10 years ago). So it's kinda weird having this chapter in my families geneology close.
The older I get the more in tune with these things I become; life and death, beginnings and ends. My last grandparent alive died when I was 7 so I wasnt aware of it then. A new generation started when my first niece was born but I was 9 so that didnt make me aware. But when my niece had her first kid in 1996, thats when I started to see the beginnings of new generations. And now I stand seeing the end of one. Its strange, and sad, but that's life isn't it? Lifes so full of beginnings and ends, some events just seem to stand out. Maybe its because I was close to many of my aunts and uncles that this event seems poingnant. I dunno. I'm musing.
Anyway, am I the only one that reads too deep into lifes beginnings and ends? Do any of you stand and contemplate your families roots, and generations?