My Aunt, My Second Mama
We just lost the eldest member of our clan yesterday, the last of nine siblings, the last of her generation. My Aunt Ethel had turned 102 in January; it’s not like this was unexpected, but it is still painful. Her memory carries many beautiful and unforgettable recollections with it. I would go to my Uncle …
Memorial Day
A day for remembering. A day for cherishing. A day for gratitude for the memories, the love, the laughter and the tears. God Bless not only all those here with us but also those gone, missed and still loved, honoring and holding them forever in our hearts.