My aunt Fran died today. Three weeks after my grandpa. Another expected death but still not easy to process. Aunt Fran is from my dad's side of the family. She lived in California and was quite old. There won't be a service for her, from what I understand. She's going to be cremated and her ashes spread over the ocean.
One of my coworkers said that, in her experience, death comes in threes. Oh, I pray it's not so for me.