“He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.” ~Epictetus
When I lost my aunt to cancer three years ago, her death sat over me for months and acceptance didn’t begin until I had dinner with Kathy, one of my best friends.
Over noodles, I shared with Kathy all the things I wouldn’t be able to do with my aunt: the conversations we would never get to have, the places we wouldn’t get to go, the food we wouldn’t be able to eat, and the grand-nephews and nieces she wouldn’t get to hold.
Kathy asked me, “what about all the things you did get to do with your aunt?”
I shared with Kathy how every time I experienced a break-up my aunt would make me a bowl of pho and make time to reassure me that everything would be okay, how every time I thought I was working too hard and not having fun she would invite me to play cards with her, and how when I told my family I didn’t want to be a doctor and my family disapproved she supported me.
Tears sweep over my face with each story I was telling Kathy, but so did the biggest smile I had in a long time.
“You’re so lucky to have the known your aunt. Think about all the people who don’t have someone like that in their life,” K…