Gone but never forgotten

June 9, 2011 at 6:47 am (Uncategorized)

Today, my aunt has been on my heart and my mind.  It’s been almost exactly 7 years since she passed away.  Her daughter, my cousin, has been one of my closest friends since we were babies.  I remember how much I loved sleeping over at their house.  Of course, playing with my cousin was the main draw, but my aunt always made it so much fun.  I still remember one of my cousin’s birthday parties.  She must have been turning 10 or so.  My aunt must have bought every junk food under the sun, cases of gourmet soda and tons of ice cream.  She knew just how to spoil us.  Of course, my uncle’s amazing breakfasts were always a treat too.

By the time we were both in high school, my cousin and I grew apart a little.  We had our own friends, our own hobbies.  We didn’t see each other much and I didn’t see much of my aunt.  After high school, my cousin and I moved into a house together maybe a mile from her parents’ house.  I got a chance to be reminded how loving my aunt was, how giving she could be.  Once a week, she’d stop by our house and drop something off, most of the time it was food.  We’d sit and chat for hours.

I truly cherish that time my cousin and I lived together.  Not just for reconnecting with my cousin, but my aunt too.  Less than a year after moving in with my cousin, my aunt suffered a heart attack and passed away a week later.  I’m sad that Hubs didn’t get to know her.  I’m sad that my boys never got to meet her.

But there is one little thing they will know.  As a kid, every time I stayed the night, she’d follow the usual “Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite” with “and if they do, grab a shoe, and beat them ’til they’re black and blue!”  Every night, Junior and I repeat that and I can’t wait to teach him about his great aunt.  She may not be here anymore, but she won’t be forgotten.



  1. Lacey Worbs said,

    Thank you so much for that, some of those memories have helped mold us into the people we are today. I try and make breakfast every weekend and give Skylor as much time as I can with his friends and cousins….

    But mostly it still hurts that mom never really knew Harlan or Skylor and will never know my children. I can’t call and ask her how she delt with my chicken pocks or how she reacted to certain situations.

    The one thing I try and remember is that the things she did teach me are here forever and when I need them I will remember them.

    I love you girly, on my way home tonight I may have to stop and get a Henry Weinharts Cream Soda or Rootbeer! Just not a whole case…. 😉

  2. Brandy said,

    One of the up sides to our move is that we will be blocks from my aunt, with whom I have a special bond. She keeps a trivet in her kitchen that I gave her for Mother’s Day some 25+ years ago. My cousin, her oldest son, called me the other day to tell me how happy he is that we will be moving closer (blocks from him, too) and we can reconnect. We were very close in high school and inseparable sometimes growing up.
    That relationship you had is so special. I love that you’re able to pass something down to your kids from it.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: