It doesn't feel like it's been five years

It was five years ago today that we had the funeral and buried my Aunt Cathy.  It doesn't feel at all like it has been that long.  She is so missed.  I can still hear her laugh, especially when I see a picture.

A good friend recently found out he had a melanoma on his leg.  Gratefully, he didn't wait, and they feel like they got everything when they removed it.  He is quite a bit younger than us.

In some ways, I can't help but feel like five years ago was when the family really changed.  My grandmother had lost her youngest child, and things really changed with her outlook.  We all know that was a big factor in her passing less than six months later.  And that led to the break up of our family as a whole.

It doesn't feel like it's been five years.