old ladies II

This evening my cousin posted pictures of my aunt (her mom) who died this past spring on fb.  There were old and new pictures, some of them with my mom in them.  I cried again.  I wonder why the tears come easier now, over a year after her death?  Maybe I just couldn't deal with it before now.  The other night I could hear people coming in the main door out front and I thought "my mom used to come to this house", now she doesn't.  My aunt used to come too.  I remember when my aunt was in the hospital after my mom died and a few weeks before she died and we hugged and cried about my  mom.  It was sooo hard for me to visit my aunt, I'm glad I got to see her a few times before she got really bad.  I'm glad that David and I got to spend some time with her before her children got home, so she wouldn't feel so alone.