a person is gone

Someone who was very good to me when I was a child, who was very young (early 50s) and beautiful, died last wednesday. She was my aunt Linda. Everytime I went to Birmingham to visit my grandmother, she would come over with my uncle and cousins, joke around with me... I was shocked to hear the news yesterday. I knew she had gone through an operation to remove her ovaries because of cancer... but it spread through out her body and she died of one of the many blood clots. She will be missed. I can't imagine what my cousins must be feeling. They are only 18 and 19 years old. It's very young for a person to lose their mother.

a short recap

this weekend was --->> Chicago on Friday, beers at The Spice of Life.
--->> Emotional stasis at home. A play at night: Meat and 2 Veg
(a brilliant play - laughed and forgot the past)
--->> Sleep in today. Watch The Ring with Karlita.
--->> Dinner at Karlita's. Get to see her new curtains.
--->> Get carried home? Or just let the haze of the Tube lull me to sleep...