Another Petal...
I just came back from up North--spent the weekend with Ben & Kai. When I got back, found out that my Aunt on my father's side past away. It feels as though a petal falls to the ground for each family member who passes on to the other side, another portal inaccessible to the past. I always thought I would be able to sit and talk to her more and ask her questions about my father, her mother, her childhood in a Trinidad that is no longer there. I always thought that the moment would present itself in that magical time I must learn not to count on--you know, the time when everything is ok and there are no financial worries and no stress. But who am I kidding? So Aunty Audrey, my father's only sibling, has moved on. She was a sassy woman too--migrated to New York from Trinidad and hosted her own radio show for a while...boy, I really messed up this one. How am I ever going to fill in these blanks, these questions, that her existence answered? Family always think family is...