Tuesday, July 23, 2019
The Christmas’s of my childhood were made that much more magical by Aunt Betty. She would lovingly and generously pick out the coolest, LOUDEST, interesting gifts for my brothers and I. Yearly the postmaster would call to tell us the packages from aunt Betty had arrived, usually because they were making noise as she had prepacked batteries into all the toys. My parents would receive a tower of fruit and candy that boggled our young minds. To us, Aunt Betty was a magical, thoughtful, hilarious and beautifully kind person. Though I rarely saw her in person I loved knowing she was out there in the world. She made herself present in my life regardless of distance and I will always be thankful for that.
