morganskye | Saying goodbye

My Aunt Jonnie passed away. She was one year younger than Dad, so I'm a little freaked out on a few levels. She was taken by natural, but sudden causes. I won't be able to go to the funeral since it's in Texas and today. Dad seems to be taking it well. He was never close to his family, but I can't help but wonder. I'm also not sure how I'm taking it. I've been told already by co-workers that I'm a super-bitch this morning. Fun. Apparently NO ONE is allowed to be in a bad mood and left alone. EVER. No I'm not chirping like a bird in spring, and I don't plan on doing so. If you don't talk to me then I won't snap at you.

I'm clearly in a foul mood when even typing pisses me off.