This Tuesday, my aunt died from a cancer she struggled with for over a year, and I got a bit of emotions out of it.
To be honest, I wished for her to die, these three last weeks have been nothing but pure pain for her. The therapy damaged her lungs, and only a half of one was allowing her to breathe. When I saw her two weeks ago, it pained me to see the usually outgoing woman with that face full of pain and barely able to talk.
I went to her funeral, and I let many emotions that now I have a hard time feeling: sadness, empathy, pity..... those whose are usually hidden by a facade of apathy, bitterness, hate, solitude.... which I might tell some other time.
It saddens me she had to die with such an agony, and it was evident in the expression she bears in her corpse, which woke me up my old feeling of hating seeing people suffer, which I had as a child, and it made me cry not only for her, but my two underage cousins which she left with her passing
I'm still a little sad today, but I'm sure I'll get over it in a few days, but still, it's hard to believe a person you know you had alive for so long is now gone...