My Dearest Aunt Rege,
You were always there for me in so many of my early years growing up. You and Grandma were my refuge. I knew I would never be left out in the storm because the two of you were always manning the port of safety for me.
I learned many of life’s lessons from you, even if you never knew you were the teacher. I learned compassion, loyalty, perseverance, dedication, honesty, love, integrity—all of the intangible values that makes up the persona of an individual. I feel I was taught by a master.
I can still remember so many of the days we spent together:
• Trips to Aunt Mary’s and Aunt Sue’s—the other driving forces in my life.
• Shopping on Saturdays—Just like clockwork, we would leave in time for the stores to open and return in the afternoon.
• Spring cleaning rituals—Jack and I were willing, yet reluctant, participants in the wall-washing projects. When we were finished, we had the cleanest house in Carnegie and it passed Grandma’s stringent expectations.
• Preparing for Christmas celebrations—You always made sure that each of the nieces, nephews and grandchildren had a gift to open on Christmas Eve.
• As I went through school, you were always there anytime I needed help editing or typing my papers for my classes.
Learning all the lessons you taught me by example prepared me quite well to take on the role of adulthood.
Now it is time for me to bid a loving farewell—until we are all united again at our final destination. God bless and much love, my dearest Aunt Rege.