Another wake

So today was my aunt Hollis's wake. She passed Friday evening. I can't believe she's gone. She was probably one of my most favorite people. She was the best. I thought my mom would be gone before her. Apparently she got sick and spiraled very quickly. I saw her in the hospital last Saturday and within a week she was gone. My mom asked me if I wanted to say goodbye to her Thursday and I said no because I knew it would upset me too much. Now... I wish I had've. I really wish I had've. I know she's in a better place without pain and hurt. But what about the people still here? The family and friends whose lives she's touched. What about us? Everyone had to of saw it coming. Before she got sick. She was just too skinny. And she didnt eat enough. But I don't think we wanted to believe it. She was still gorgeous as ever in her casket. I think the only thing that really stops people from dissolving in tears at a funeral is the fact your loved one never looks like themselves after death. Ever. From my mom to grandma to aunt... None of them looked the way they did when they were alive. I miss her. Well. Goodnight y'all. Til next time. Bye.