She Was An Admirable Woman.

We Had My Aunt’s Funeral The Other Day.

I Didn’t Get To Go.

Someone Had To Stay With My Grandpa.

I Volunteered.

I Did Care About My Aunt, But Everyone Else Was Closer To Her Than I.

She Was An Admirable Woman.

She’d Led A Very Hard Life.

A Member Of The Greatest Generation And Highly Proud Of It.

She Was Also The MOST Stubborn Woman I’ve Ever Known.

She Could Be Crude

Or Crass

Or Insulting.

BUT, She Was A Good Woman.

Despite Her Glaring Flaws, She Was A Good Woman.

Her Husband…

…My Uncle…

…Blew His Head Off With A Shotgun Long Before I Was Born.

She Mentioned Him Occasionally, But It Was Actually My Grandpa Who Told Me About My Uncle.

Grandpa Didn’t Keep Much From Me.

He And I Spoke Often, And On An Exceptionally Level Plain.

That’s How You Learn.

In That, He Was A Firm Believer.

So, As I’ve Said, Everyone Else Went To My Aunt’s Funeral.

I Did Not.

Will I Regret That Later In Life?

I Honestly Don’t Know.

I Just Know She Lasted Longer Than Anyone Would Have Ever Dreamed Possible.

She Was The Last Of Her Clique.

And, While She’d Led A Very Hard Life…

…She’d Made The Most Of It.

I’m Going To Miss Her Insulting Behavior.

I’m Going To Miss Her Crassness.

I’m Going To Miss Her.

As I’ve Said…

She Was An Admirable Woman.

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