Thankful, Day 20
I’m thankful for my Aunt Bren. She has always been my fun aunt, the one who made me feel so grown up by taking me to nice restaurants, and buying me trendy clothes, and encouraging me to participate in activities that would determine other aspects of my life. She set an example of reading for pleasure, always with a book in her hand on the couch when Uncle Dale was watching TV. I looked forward to the nights I spent at their house (exempting the eve of the juvenile deer hunt) because we would stay up late, just talking or playing cards. Uncle Dale always thought it was so funny that we look so much alike: curly hair, glasses, fair skin…and another, um, attribute that I won’t mention here 🤣 People always thought I was their kid.
And I’m thankful for her sisters for always including me when they get together for holidays. That bunch is lively!! I can’t imagine growing up with four sisters. They share a very strong will but that’s where the similarities end. And that’s what makes it fun being around them.
Of course I still enjoy spending time with my Aunt Brenda. Of course she influenced me heavily, seeing as how I spent so much time around her in my formative years. We both enjoy poking around antique stores and craft shows. We discuss books we’re reading (our tastes vary, but we both still read voraciously), we swap recipes, and of course we used to join forces against Uncle Dale sometimes. Us girls had to stick together!
She’s been so strong this past year. She’s made new friends, made plans, and just put one foot in front of the other for day to day living. You ain’t got much choice when you lose the love of your life: you either go on or you don’t. I’m so glad she saw a way through. I know what a challenge it is. I know he’d be proud of these two little wimpy girls on the hill.
He better be!!
So I’m thankful for my Aunt Bren, who always had good advice for me (still does, when I bother to ask and not go charging forward), a heart of pure squishy gold, and a Christian spirit. I don’t know what I’d do without her.