As many of you know, my aunt recently passed away. The hurt, pain, and shock of it has not quite hit me yet, but I know it will. In the meantime, I wanna share some things about her that I loved.
--She never tried to be something she wasn't. Legend has it when my uncle bought her home after they officially started dating she told my grandmother 'you may not like me/i drink/i smoke weed/i party/and i'm not going to change til i'm good and ready.' Grandma Fox liked her from the start.
--She was artistic. She would redecorate constantly. I mean completely repainting the walls and everything. She used to paint the walls one color and then take a feather and draw on the walls in another color. It was always amazing.
--She is the only person I know who could walk up to a police officer with a blunt in her hand, have a full fledged conversation, and walk back in her house. WDDDA? Why the hell wasn't she arrested??? LOL!
--She was a Libra!! What's not to love?
--She and my uncle met in the third grade. It was truly love (or something, lol) at first sight.
--She always had a good piece of advice.
--'Dammit' was usually used as a punctuation mark.
--When I preached my first sermon, she said I touched her in a way that she had not experienced before. She supported me from jump street.
--She got her nose pierced back when it was new. I was 12 or 13. Back when you had to use a regular earring in the hole, lol. She would wear the brightest colors she could find so people would notice her piercing.
--She would let me spend the night at her house whenever I wanted to and treated me like I was really my next in line cousin's twin. (Her and my mom would often dress us alike. People thought we were twins for the longest.)
It's amazing the things that come to your mind when someone you know and love dies. I always wanted my nose pierced. From the first time I saw hers way back when, I wanted one. Last December, I decided in 2010 I would get my nose pierced. I talked to her about it when I was home and she said go for it. I did. And I'm glad I did. Little did I know, that conversation would be the last one we would have. Little did I know, the one thing that reminds me the most of her would become a kind of memorial. Every time I look in the mirror and see my piercing, I will smile. The way life works sometimes
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Awww, bruh. I'm sorry you lost someone who meant so much to you. I glad you have your own special way to remember her, though. *shines your nose ring* My mentor has one, but they make her take it out when a semester is in session. I didn't know that was something people still got up in arms about.
ReplyDeleteAnywho, keep your head and your spirits up, Fox.
That was so great to read. Amazing how that worked out.
ReplyDeleteI would have liked to meet her. She sounded liked she was interesting. But I know I will get to know her... through you.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Just wanted to say, stay up, homie. Celebrate her life, don't mourn her death. Peace.
ReplyDeleteAww! This post made me smile. Sorry for your loss. I agree with LaconicIcon. Celebrating life sounds like exactly what you're doing. *hugs*
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