So last night, after a year or more of suffering with terminal cancer, my aunt passed away.
I haven't seen her in over three years, so I honestly don't know how I feel--relieved, I guess, since she's no longer suffering. I was rather fond of her, don't get me wrong; we just haven't been close for awhile now (and she made it a point to keep a fair distance from people when she was diagnosed; she wouldn't want tears, and I might actually be the only one capable of not shedding them--and yet, there's nothing noble about it. I just can't feel anything right now).
R.I.P. Aunt Julie.