I got a fantastic package in the mail yesterday, from my Mom and Aunts Liz (& Lydia). I really should have taken a photo upon opening it up - everything was secured in bubble wrap, and with absolute care and attention to detail, which was no great surprise, as that care and attention are all I saw when I went home on my last visit. For the past 15 years, since the death of my Aunt Rose, my Aunt Lydia has lived near us, and I think her last few years were some of the happiest in her life, due in part to her own wonderful attitude towards life, and the presence of her two sisters being nearby. Aunt Lydia could teach us all a thing or two, about being not only open but enthusiastic to new situations and people, always keen to make a new friend, and content with living in the moment. I was lucky to inherit all of her White Sox memorabilia, and found a nice spot to display it proudly.
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Sisters are the best things. Your aunt would be tickled to see your display shelf, I'm sure. And touched. What a lovely memory of her you've been given.
Such a lovely memory! I like your post, well written.
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