My Aunt Ellen died on Saturday, February 27. She was 84 and had been in a care home for some time, but there is still grief and pain attached to her departure.
The next day I was trying to explain to Isobel that Grandpa was sad because his sister had died. And that she should tell him she was sorry about it and be extra kind to him.
After my explanation she smiled at me and said, "But he still has ME to RELAX with!"
A comfort, indeed.
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