I received some sad news yesterday. One of
my aunts passed away, my mom's youngest
sister. Aunt Elaine was mentally handicapped,
and lived with my grandmother until she died.
When I was a child, I stayed with her often
in the summer. We would eat peanut butter and
jelly sandwiches together, and watch "The Secret
Storm". She loved to sew, and she would make
the most beautiful doll clothes, decorating them
with sequins and beads, all hand sewn with devotion.
We would dress her dolls, and play house with
them. Purple was her favorite color, and she loved
anything that color: clothes, jewelry, pillows, scarves.
And she also LOVED Elvis Presley, and listened to
his records on her little record player. She was an
intriguing soul...a young girl inside a woman's body...
just wanting to play and be carefree, but often faced
with grown-up realities she could not face. We could
all learn lessons from her: to find joy in the simple
things in life and to use our hands to make beautiful
things. We all loved her, and she will be missed.