And meeting my cousin's daughter Daphne who shares a large dose of something that feels very much like my own ABJ. Made her absence a bit less painful for just a little while. I promised Daphne that I would introduce her to ABJ - hope they can learn to share a bit of cousiness too :)
The next day was sad, sitting together in the front pew of the church, holding hands, our arms around each other and hearing each one get up and speak about memories of my aunt.
I am glad I was there.