I got a frantic call from my mom today. She was on her way to Minnesota to visit her estranged older sister who had double pneumonia in the hospital today. She died before my mom could get there. I've never met my aunt. I've never spoken to her. And that saddens me because I never will. I won't go into all the reasons for not ever really meeting any of my mom's family. I'll just say it's complicated, as these things usually are. But it still sucks when a family member dies. My mom is really torn up about it because they were just starting to talk again after several years of not speaking. Goodbye Aunt Heather. I'm sorry I didn't get to know you.