This weekend went from me being happy and excited to dreary and thinking about the frailty of life. I was going to look at apartments and furniture. Then I got the call that my aunt was gravely ill. It stopped me right in my tracks. All I could do was sit and stare at a wall. I’m not good at the emotional stuff. I don’t know how to handle sick and dying people. I don’t know how to handle hospital visits, so I avoid people and hospitals all together. It’s a horrible habit…I know.