A change of Plans, a Change of Heart

My Aunt Katherine--someone I've loved and someone who brings me a lot of good memories--died today.  I got the message from my cousin Nancy, Aunt K's daughter, that Aunt K had "passed" peacefully today.  She said the funeral would probably be on Friday.  It's been so long since I've been to a funeral because everyone I know around here has memorial services instead, and that's what Daddy and Missy had too.  I like to share memories, and I always come away knowing the person a little bit better--or a lot!   But I talked to Nancy's cousin (on her dad's side), and she told me that there wouldn't be a memorial service but this gathering would be huge.  I could hear a lot of people in the background.  I left her my number, but after that I got another message from Nancy saying that she didn't have my number.

Before Nancy's notice of death came in, I was just about to contact David's social worker to tell her Javier and I would be picking David up at noon on Thursday, but now I think I'll be on a plane to Atlanta about that time.  If I can keep my Wed. plans with Javier, who wanted to cook gallo pinto for Evelyn, Walter and me (and then have me spend the night and see Hawaii).  That will also mean keeping my 9:00 AM appointment with Geary on Wed., when he was planning to bring me the anti-virus software and help me learn to use (download stuff) on my iPad and get photos on.  Friday's plans were to get together with Arezki and then, at 2:00 PM, to register for my Fall semester classes--second half of the semester split.  On Saturday, Kathy, Suzy and I were getting together.  So I started contacting people to let them know, and I've already gotten a response from Sandy Lipkovitch, who lives near Atlanta and met Aunt K two times--once in 1969 and again in 2001.  She's invited me over on Sunday morning.  They're leaving town Wed. and won't be back till then.

As for the change of heart, it's funny about hurt feelings.  At first I was hurt by the lack of interest two friends showed in something I almost begged them to read because it meant a lot to me.   But then I remembered how one of them had bothered to look at almost all my vacation photos and also read a short story Suzy wrote.  That reminded me that I'd sent the short story Suzy wrote to Suzy, who hadn't seen it for about 25 years, and Suzy didn't bother to read it right away.  That wasn't "unkind" of her.  That didn't show a lack of interest in herself.  So...I'm working on the change of heart.

But there's no change of heart as far as my feelings about Aunt Katherine.  I loved her, and she loved me, and we both had good memories of times spent together.  Amen (but how I wish it were a memorial service instead).