Aunt Marge

It's been a few weeks now since my Aunt Marge passed away. As a child I loved spending time with Aunt Marge, she was always one of my favorite people. As an adult I treasured the few times I got to see her. She had been sick for awhile and on my last visit home I was so wrapped up in my sister and soon to be born nephew, Phoenix, that visiting her was an afterthought. I wanted to go visit her the morning we were set to head back to Arizona, however she had a paricularly bad night so Grandma thought it was best if we didn't go. I regret this decision. I hate myself for not staying another day to try again.