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Judy

Her mother, so very fair skinned could have been mistaken for a different race.

Her father, strong, and dedicated to his family passed away all to soon.

Mama, Papa, Skeet, Edward, Julia and Michael, a loving family growing up in Xenia, Ohio,  a nice, quiet place.

Growing up all the siblings went their separate ways, spreading far and wide throughout the country.

My Aunt Judy did it all, traveling the world with a beautiful bright smile.

Influencing lives in a positive way, looking at things from a different perspective.

As a kid her tight squeezes and wet kisses made me uncomfortable but now I long for them.

When I couldn't speak to my own parents about the destruction in my life, you were there.

Lifting me up, dusting me off, encouraging me that things wouldn't be bad forever.

Throughout the years I saw a few changes.

Last time we spoke on the phone you struggled in selecting the right words and sounds.

But still your beautiful letters continued.

It felt like having my dad's twin sister in my life made me a bit closer to him.

If he didn't want me at least you did.

Separated by thousands of miles, I still feel close to you.

It's difficult knowing that someone so independent must rely on others to do everything.

I pray that you are happy.

There will come a day when you will forget me, if you haven't already.

But I will never forget you.

Your love and light touched me when I was lost in my own darkness and hope that I can do the same for you.

I love you Aunt Judy