Last Sunday I was able to go to church.  Rita wasn't well, so I went alone.  I got to sit with my aunt.  She is truly a rock for her family.  What an awesome lady.  I am so proud to be her nephew.  Seeing her makes me miss Mom though. 
Auntie Dot (Dorothy) has, all my life, given the best hugs.  I know when I see her, I am loved.  Period.  My only hope is that some day, I can be more like her. 
A smile.  A hug.  A greeting.  A loving scolding.  Caring compassion.  Genuine concern.  She is getting pretty old.  A very big hole will be left on this earth when she gets to meet Christ.  I want to cherish every day. 
Father, please help me to be more like her.  And thank you for giving her to this family for so long.