She was my favorite Aunt, the one whose skin was always tanned from the Florida sun, where they lived throughout the late sixties and seventies. Always had a big box of Mister Salty's in the bottom cupboard and didn't care if i took handfuls to eat- her warm, sweet smile was always welcoming, non-judgmental. Not all of her siblings were like this, unfortunately.
Her disposition became extraordinary to me later in life when she maintained it after losing two sons, one in his twenties and another in his thirties. In spite of this unimaginable pain- it is my greatest fear, losing one of my girls- she carried on and did not let bitterness guide her.
My search for a Zen lifestyle, for spiritual contentment, will take a note from her book.
