My Aunt Ingrid
You know when bad
things happen? When things happen that you know you could have helped prevent?
Well last year that happened to me. And, it was one of the most dreadful
experiences of my life.
It all started one late afternoon. I
was sitting in my bed doing my math homework. Nothing on my mind but the answer
to 3.45 divided by 6x. I heard
a soft rap on the door.
"Tap, tap, tap."
What do
they want now? I thought, still distracted by my math.
"Come in."
The door creaked open and in
came my sisters Samantha and Anna along with my mom.
"What, I am trying to do my homework" I said feeling slightly annoyed.
"I know sweetie but there is something you need to
know."
I could already start to make out the lines under her
eyes and the red marks around them. And usually when someone looks like that it means something bad
has happened. I could already guess what it was.
"Your Aunt Ingrid has died. She passed away last
night." My mom whispered.
I felt like I had just been run over with a truck.
I had known that she was sick and in need of a liver transplant but in my
life I have noticed that most bad things turn to good, and I did not think this
moment would come so soon. Suddenly my math was
the last thing on my mind. I looked at my sisters and saw they were sad. I
looked at my mom and saw she was sad as well. But, at that moment if you looked
at me you would know I
was devastated.
Come on
Megan, don’t cry. Be strong for your sisters I
thought.
I felt a flood of
tears welling up in my eyes like a rain storm or a flood or a tsunami and
looked down as they slowly came out and landed on my paper
I felt my sister head rest on my
shoulder. Usually this would bother me. Usually I would push her off with a
look of disgust on my face. But, in a time like this, were my entire family is
hurting inside. I didn’t mind it. I didn’t mind that she was as I would say “Invading
my personal space.” In fact I actually liked it.
"It's ok sweetie, she is still with us even though she
is not actually hear."
My sisters climbed
onto my bed and sat beside me. They both were sad but definitely not as sad as
I was.
“When is the funeral?” my sister Samantha questioned my mom.
“Next week on Thursday, you kids will have to miss school.”
“Well at least one good thing will come out of this!” I laughed trying to bring some happiness into
the situation. Even though I was not actually happy.
Looking back on that
day now I wish I had gotten to know my Aunt better. I wish I had seen her more,
and found out more about her. But I learned when you love someone and they die,
they never leave you they are always with you in you heart, mind, and soul.❤
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