They are used to seeing me upset, angry, happy, crazy, even a little wild. They are not used to seeing me so sad.
My sadness makes them feel bad. But I can't hide it. Not today.
Today, I said yet another good-bye to my wonderful Aunt. I am so lousy at good-byes. I have said too many good-byes. But she is not yet ready to die.
Peacefully, she sleeps. Regal, she looks. Solace, I feel in knowing that she will never have to watch her twin sister, my mother die. Small comforts, but I will take them tonight.
I will find a way from the sadness to the brightness and lightness of a life filled with wonderful memories, but not tonight. Tonight, I will be sad.