depressed

As a topping for the poopy sundae, Leslie called and said my aunt has died. Well .. just .. damn. I love my aunt [and uncle]. They were the 'cool' relatives - the ones who were smart and fun to be around. She had a wonderful sense of style, influenced by years spent in Burma. She was tiny and beautiful and perfect and the world will be a darker place without her. And now I worry for my uncle. She was the light in his life and they were devoted to one another.