Story of regret. choosing to do something that in the end causes u do miss the death of the loved one the story of- My Aunt Sylvia

As I have gotten older I have learned many lessons about life, but there is one in particular that I'll never forget, that is to appreciate your loved ones as much as possible because you never know when you might loose them.
My aunt Sylvia was the nicest lady who ever lived. She was a widow and never had children, but she had this French poodle that she loved as though it were her own daughter. She wasn't my real aunt but I loved her so much that I called her that. Ever since I can remember, she used to come to my house and play canasta with my cousins and me. She also used to bri…