Late last week my grandma's sister (who I met when we went to Yugoslavia) died. She has been unwell for a long time and had really deteriorated over the last few years, so rather than a sense of loss the family feels a sense of relief. A relief that she isn't suffering anymore, as she wasn't really "living" lately anyway. For a long time now she's been bed-ridden and needed everything done for her. Before it got that bad, when she was still able to move around, she'd often wander off because she forgot who she was. Things have been really sad there for a while, and so my grandma and my parents (who grew up with her around) are doing ok.
I was 3 years old when we moved to Australia, so if it weren't for our 3-week holiday in Yugoslavia 8 years ago I wouldn't even remember her. So, I don't really know what to feel, to be honest, because I didn't really know her. I remember I really enjoyed her company. She was so much like my grandma, their mannerisms were so alike. My grandma thinks of me as her kindred spirit, so it made our holiday in Yugoslavia a lot easier, because it felt like I had my kindred spirit there. So, I will miss her, but I have fond memories and I won't let those go.
Sending lots of good wishes to my family in Yugoslavia...
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