My aunt left for Houston a few hours ago. As I watched her stand on the line for security check, I became overwhelmed with this feeling of being left alone. Even though I know she'll return, I wonder for how long. I know one day she has to return to her immediate family permanently. She can't stay with my dad and I forever. And now that I'm taking over her chores, it reminds me how much I take her for granted.

I need to grow up and handle my shit.