When you pull back the curtains on all the heartache that we tend to experience is love lurking in the background?
Is that angry parent or fire-breathing lover just trying to say they love you in the only way they know how?
On June 30, 2009 my aunt died at the age of 73. This was my mom’s last living sister. When I got a phone call from my cousin I intuitively knew what the prognosis of my aunt’s outcome. Before I returned the call to my cousin I reflected on my last visit to my Aunt’s home. I remember toying with the idea of should I go by there to see her or should I not.
Something deep inside of me told me to go visit her. Keep in mind I hadn’t seen her in years. When I called her on the phone to ask if I could drop by on such notice she without hesitation said, “Come on by.”
Do you know how sweet those words sounded to me? Well let’s just say I felt truly loved in that instant.
I went over to her house and she was not in very good health but she was still smiling. I could see the light of God in her eyes. I am glad that I made the decision to go by and see her because that would be my last time seeing her alive.
She and my uncle were married 54 years. Can you believe that two people can be together for such a long time? In fact, their phone number is the only number I know from memory because it never changed.
I love my Aunt Dorothy. She was a nurse and I remember her educating me on the correct words for my physical apparatus at an early age. She told me that it was penis for male and vagina for female.
I have since come to know those terms on an entirely different level but she was the first one to share the truth with me about my sexuality at a very young age.
I believe love is all there is. I believe that when you strip away all the hurt, pain and disappoint love is standing before you with open arms. I believe that love never changes. I believe that love is patient. I believe that love heals all wounds. I believe that my Aunt Dorothy was the personification of love.
I wept when I heard the news. I will miss her and this is the inspiration for me starting this blog. I don’t want to waste another minute sharing my love. The best way that I know to do it is to share my thoughts.
