In memory of Aunt Julie

Two days ago, my family lost a very special person - my Aunt Julie.  She was more than just the typical aunt. As my father's only sibling and with no children of her own, she was a part of our immediate family.  Hearing of the loss and being so far away has been incredibly difficult though I know this comes with the territory.

For our family and many others, the word "Aunt" was almost permanently placed in front of her name, as if she had Aunt Julie written on her birth certificate or something.  I think that speaks volumes about her.  She took her role of aunt seriously and it became a part of her persona.  She was always looking to spend time with us, welcome new family members and comfort us when we needed it.  In fact she laughed one time when she told me I had addressed a letter to her as just "Aunt Julie" (with no last name).  It still made its way to her with no problem as if the postman also knew just where Aunt Julie's house was.

I looked back at my last post about the trip home with the kids at Christmas.  I have to say that this Christmas was one of the best we have had in a long time.  And this was something Aunt Julie also said to me as I was leaving.  She was in good health the last time I saw her 6 weeks ago and I am glad that those are the last memories I have of her. She had been battling cancer but things were looking better and she was in great spirits. Aunt Julie was always so content to see all the family together and that is exactly what happened at Christmas this year.  I would do the solo flight with the kids a hundred times over if it would give me more day with her.  Nevertheless, going home for Christmas was one of the best decisions I have ever made and I am incredibly thankful for the wonderful memories.

Aunt Julie said she loved reading this blog.  Somehow I think she still will...

We love you and miss you Aunt Julie and you will always be in our thoughts.