A week ago today my aunt Aggie died. It was a complete shock to everyone; she was only 68, very healthy, and I had just seen her a couple weeks earlier. My parents and some other family saw her the night before she died. Of course, this is what you do, we all had to go over the "last time we saw her". Had I not seen her so recently, I'd still be shocked by her death. She had a heart attack, but hadn't known she had any heart problems.
Aggie lived at a retreat center/farm in MN where she did massage, energy healing, and was a nun. Her wake was Wednesday evening and I enjoyed looking at the pictures of her working in Nicaragua, Venezuela, and at the retreat center. She had a deep, profound connection to the earth and to people. She was an activist, a feminist, and a positive picture of Catholicism. She truly served people with humility, humor, and respect.
I was telling a friend about her after the wake and something that I realized was how comforted I felt by her being so spiritually grounded. Aggie, being who she was, wouldn't have viewed her death as being unfair. She probably thought "Oh, now? Really? Alright then, let's get going...". I might just want to believe this for my own benefit, but I really feel she will move on to the next mission in her life with ease.
