i was thinking about making a threat about this from a long time, but seeing how much fun everyone is having with those colorful topics i thought this might just be too boring for anyone to reply, but finally i have come to decide that this is the only place where i can talk about this issue.
it’s not even a problem just my feelings that i wanted to share.
earlier this year my aunt died.
I wasn’t always close to her as growing up but in last 4, or 5 years i got really close to her. she was the only one i can talk to about anything at all. i have never been close to my mother at all. my aunt was the first person i have ever gotten as close to as normal people to their mothers.
she lived in pakistan and i am in america. last year when i went to pakistan i spent a lot of time with her and got even closer to her, i felt like she was the only person who gives me unconditional love. she doesn’t care if my grades are good or bad, she doesn’t care if i have good manner, if i am rude or anything at all.
she just loved me.
she worried overy my small problems, she gets happy to see me happy. she always notticed even the smallest things about me, and give me the importance which i always wished my own mother had given me. during my visit last year she was diagonose with cancer, but she was so strong and brave that she never showed she was sick.
when i came back to america i used to talk to her over phone and even when she sounded really really week she would say that it’s nothing bas kamzoori hai, i am fine. and i always beleived her. i really didn’t thought she would die so soon. i mean people live years after cancer and i was expecting her to live another 5, 6 years.
but one day while i was in my kitchen washing dishes listening to music i got the news that she died.
how could she die like that, i just talked to her few days ago for like over an hour and few days later she died.
i am not really a crying person, i never cry in front on anyone at all. so even when she died, i cried on my own but that was it. i didn’t talk about her to anyone and just missed her.
for a while i kind of dinied her death, i stopped thinking she has died, and even if this thought came in my mind i forced my self to move my thoughts to something else.
but it’s like there was a huge hole in my heart, i missed her so much that sometimes i would be just sitting in my class and just a thought of her would bring tears in my eyes and i had to try really hard not to just start crying in middle of the class.
several times i cried while driving because that’s where i am completely alone.
i cried for her when i get a bad grade in test, i cried, and missed her when i see a sad scene in drama, i cried for her reading sad books. i cried for her in middle of night, i just when ever i thought of her.
i feel like i want to talk to someone about her, but i just can’t. i always sound cold and without any feelings when i try to say something about her like i am pretending to love her, to showoff my feeling. but when i am alone i cry for her like she has died this morning.
once i tried to say something about my feelings to my other aunt (my khala, the aunt who died was my phoppo) she said, why are you being so dramatic over her death, you weren’t even directly related to her, if her kids and grand kids can over come her death, then who are you to be so emotional.
those words really hurt me, and then i really didn’t ever show my emotion about her to anyone because i thought people would think i am just putting an act.
i can’t bring my self up to looking at her photos that i took last year.
but, it’s going to sound really weired but i don’t want to stop missing her. i don’t want to stop crying for her. i like missing her, i like crying for her because i like to know that i still love her, if i stop crying for her, my love for her might fade away.
it’s been nine months, and i am not getting over her death.
thanks for reading, i just wanted to share my feelings because i really wanted to talk about her, and no one understand my feelings.