On the 15th April, my Auntie Alison, who I visited in Adelaide nearly four years ago, lost her battle with lung cancer. I was in hospital when I got the news. I wanted to go to Adelaide for the funeral, but my mum advised me it wouldn't be a good idea when I was already so fragile.
I only met her a couple of times in my life, but she never failed to send me a card for my birthday.
She was my Nan's daughter-in-law and they were so much alike in personality, despite them not being blood relatives. Even when my uncle passed away, they always kept in touch every fortnight by phone.
I will miss her.
|Auntie Al and her dog, Max|
|With my mum and I|