So out of no where 2 days ago we got a phone call that an aunt of mine lost her battle to cancer. She has battled breast cancer for 5 years and was actually in remission but then it came back and nothing could be done for her this time....So just like that she was gone. Feels like i was hit hard in the stomach and can't breathe.
Cancer is like the nastiest word in the english language to me. In october it will be 2 years since I have lost my grandmother to cancer and I still have not recovered from that. I still wake up sometimes hoping to come out of my room and hear her whistling or yelling at me to clean my room lol *sigh* .....
Someone told me as the years go on it gets easier to deal with the grief, I dont think they understand the relationship I had with her. She practically raised me cause my parents were young idiots.....I dunno its just not easier.
Then to get hit with the news of my aunt passing away it just brings back the hurt twice as hard....Its very sucky and I hate feeling like this. I hate straing off into space and burting into tears. Im not a very emotional girl like that, I tend to keep my feelings to myself when handling grief but for some reason I just really need someone who can understand what Im feeling and who can just let me cry and vent everything out....
Like I said cancer is the nastiest word I have ever heard!!!!
My thoughts and prayers are with my aunt Irene, hope she is resting in piece now and no longer hurting.........
