How do we say goodbye to someone who has been a part of our lives since
before we can remember? How do we embrace those who are sad and give
them hope? How do I remain in France when nearly my entire family lives
in one small wonderful rural community?
Today is my Aunt Sara's funeral.
Today my family will gather, share stories, shed tears, embrace one another…
Today the church hall will be full of cakes, casseroles and hot warm buns.
Today will mark time for my Uncle and cousins.
Today
I will hear my Aunt Sara's cackle, feel her pinching my cheek, today I
recall the fun I had at her home, swimming in her pool as a child and
eating the delicious peaches from her backyard.
(Photos two summers ago at my Aunt Sara's Birthday Party.)
(My Aunts and cousins many many happy summers ago. Photo source: Christine Cuccia)
In loving memory of my dear Aunt Sara: My Father's sister, my Uncle Phil's wife, my cousins Lynn (*Birdbrain), Julie (*Sheba) and Christine (*Francobollo) loving mother.
My thoughts and prayers are in Willows.
(*My cousin's nicknames in the comment section of my blog.)
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