I plan to hang out with my aunt today. I love her very much, even though we’re not related by blood. I admire her. She is a role model for me because she doesn’t have kids. My uncle (may he rest in peace)’s children are her stepchildren, and she keeps in touch with them. The step-children are old enough that they have kids of their own. My sisters and I spent a lot of time with my uncle and his wife, my aunt, while my uncle was alive, and our bond with his wife has held strong in spite of his passing.

This aunt is kind of like my role model because she remains childless, and lives alone with a dog in a nice place in Milwaukee. What I love about her is her attitude. She always acts positive and friendly. I’ve never seen her on a bad day, but I know she’s had them. She really misses my uncle. I miss him too.

My uncle was a doctor, and a very good man. He was very fun, always joking and laughing, and he even gave me advice regarding my medications. He never told my sisters and I that he was sick, and even went so far as to make plans with me on his death bed. I know he didn’t want to put a damper on our time together. I’m glad for that in a way because I have lots of happy memories with him. However, in another way, I wish I had known of his illness because I would have valued our time together more.

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