Got a phone call from my aunt today. That is never good.
She called to tell me my cousin has passed away this weekend.
My older cousin. He grew up in Texas and I grew up in Illinois and California.
But we were there at least every other year.
And I know I drove him nuts following him around.
And he devilled me.
Of course he did. He was older. I was the youngest cousin (at that time). And the only girl (at that time).
That side of the family is getting smaller and smaller. His mom and dad are both gone, as is his step mom.
This is my mom's side of the family and I only have one uncle left. At one time there were two girls and two boys (of the surviving children). Now there is only my Uncle Bill, his wife Aunt Sybil, their daughter (the youngest of the the cousins) and my cousin Bob.
Bob's parents are gone, as are mine.
Sad, and hard, when your own generation is slowly becoming the elders. (On my dad's side of the family there are only two sisters left).
But he has quite the family waiting for him.....and family here missing and mourning him.
Rest In Peace Ken. Your life was not an easy one, hope you had lots of happiness to balance it out.