Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Burning the oatmeal


I burned my morning oatmeal the other day, the first time I’ve ever done that. I had it bubbling away in a pot on the stovetop when I remembered I needed to find a photo for someone, and since the laptop was right there on the counter I figured I’d look the image up while I was thinking about it.

These days my memory leaves something to be desired.

But as I looked for a specific picture of my Aunt I got sucked into the file filed with images of her. She left us last October, already five months now.

I had pictures of her from many of my visits with her during that last year together, and some from before we knew cancer was growing inside her, when we took our last trip down to Alabama together.

I did a lot of fun stuff with my Aunt Becky, she was always on the go and lots of times she brought me along with her. I want to be like her when I grow up. But I hope I get to live beyond her young 87.

I miss her a lot, but sometimes it’s hard to remember she’s not here. It’s like I have to relearn the sad reality over and over. I suppose that’s normal.

But darn, I didn’t realize I’d burn my oatmeal while remembering the good times.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

6 thoughts on “Burning the oatmeal

  1. So sad about your Aunt .But she was so amazing. Anita


  2. Dump the oatmeal. Go look at photos of your Aunt.


  3. I’m right there with you in that age and stage! But I trust the blessing of the sweet memories made the missed breakfast more bearable. 🙂


  4. Sorry about the oatmeal, but what lovely memories!


  5. You burnt your oatmeal for a good reason. It’s amazing how we can be transported through images which awaken memories. You have so many lovely ones of your aunt 🙂


  6. As one who frequently goes “down the rabbit hole”, I can totally relate.

    Glad you have so many beautiful memories of your aunt.

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