This has been a long month or so. I haven't wanted to write or known what to write as my aunt Betty, or GG, suffered from the effects of chemo and probably the lymphoma too. Every day, when not there, we would wait for an update. Was it a better day or worse... I was able to visit a couple of times and was so happy to have had the chance to see Betty, and for those visits I tried to will her on, but everything seemed to happen so fast. After about 10 days in hospice Betty passed away April 11th.
Yesterday I had one of my many moments missing Betty. We spent the week down at the beach and decided to do a day trip to Hatteras. Will and Matt have recently discovered Charlie's love of gum. Probably like many moms and dads debate - whether you listen to the whining or give in to the whining, I finally decided to give Will gum. Then, he wanted another piece. Somewhere after what seemed like an hour of whining, we gave in to another piece of gum. But if you have met Will, you know he has a temper. Sometimes if you fight his will you get something thrown at you, or hit. Well, as I sat back in my seat after turning around for the 500th time I realized I was sticking to my seat. He had thrown the only thing he had, his waded up gum.
You may wonder how this relates to my aunt Betty. Well, she loved hearing the stories of the kids. The more mischief the better. Sometimes, the mischief was almost worth the trouble, because there would be a great story that she would love to hear. I'm sure the stories are somehow getting through to her, but I am sure going to miss sharing them with her.
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