Ma Tante J

I had to say good bye knowing it was our last. There isn't anything left to do.

I avoided the topic but you brought it up, finding comfort in your plans, your arrangements.

I couldn't say much through my tears. If I could have found my voice, I would have said that I am a very blessed woman to have had you as a sitter for so long. You helped shape me.

You with your confident spirit.
You with your trendy style.
You with your easy laugh.
You with your soft skin that made hugs squishy and comforting.

You had a way of having me try new foods, frustrating my mom and her many failed attempts.

I loved when you made crepes and when you would put peanut butter on a piece of bread, made a heart in it with your finger and sprinkled sugar on the inside. I've made it for myself since but it's never the same.

The minnows, rhubarb, Trigger, Hickory Smoked sticks, soap operas and sleep overs. Memories.

You made my first wedding dress all the while whispering your love and support over a decision I'm sure you weren't fond.

But that's you. Loving, supportive, encouraging, creative, courageous.

I never thought you'd have to go.
I hope you know that as long as I live, a part of you lives in me.

Je t'aime, ma tante.