The two beautiful women above are my mom, in the purple, and her sister Elaine, my aunt, in the print jacket. This was taken last November at my nephew's wedding. This is right about the time when we started noticing mom was having some problems, but six months before we knew it was a brain tumor. The two sisters are five years apart in age, but both have September birthdays. As you know, mom's birthday was just three days ago, and Elaine will celebrate her birthday on Sunday.
My earliest memory of my aunt is from when I was two and a half years old. We were moving from Minnesota to Iowa where my dad was to be pastor of two country churches. My dad had gone ahead, and was already at the parsonage, and my grandpa was driving mom, my baby sister and me to our new home. My Aunt Elaine was also in the car, and she was singing a song to me: Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, fuzzy wuzzy had no hair, fuzzy wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was he!
About three years later I was the flower girl in Aunt Elaine's wedding. She is a very important person in my life, and I love her dearly. Happy birthday, Elaine! I hope you are feeling better. We will be over to see you soon.