So, officially it's been over a week since our dear Aunt Sharon left and went back to her rainy home in central California. The girls still talk about her. Little bits and pieces of their conversation circle back around about their dear aunt. I got to thinking about my dear Aunt Ny. I remember spending hours upon hours with her. I cried when she got married, not sure where I would fit into her new life. I cried when I discovered that she too would become a mother, again, not sure where I would fit into this new life. And through it all I never left her warm embrace. I remember just recently, at the Christmas party, we looked at each other... "You know Sarah, I have known for quite some time that we could live peacefully together..." She's right, because I would do just about anything for her, and I know she would do the same for me. I relish that my girls have that same kindred bond with their dear Aunt Sharon. I love the fact that they count the days for her return, and call her to just say, "hi!" We all need that kind of relationship where people come in and completely surround us in their loving embrace. Thank you Aunt Sharon for being that person in my children's lives.