This is not a trend I like.
Bill's sister, Ruth, died just five weeks after he did. She was my oldest cousin, but certainly not old. As with Bill, I didn't see her very often. When we visited at her parents' home when I was in grade school, I got to stay in her room. I remember pinkness and lace!
Now my dear Aunt Sylva has also left her earthly home. She welcomed us for so many great family gatherings at her place. Soon we'll gather for her funeral service and share good memories; all good. Dear Aunt Sylva.