Sunday, July 26, 2009
This is one of my favorite pictures of my Aunt Coleen that I found in an old box of pictures that my mom had stored in a closet. My Aunt Coleen and Uncle Doyle, besides my mom and dad, are the only people in the whole world who have always been there for me. My Aunt Coleen is quite a cook. Her stuffing and sweet potatoes at family dinners on Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays have come to symbolize that time of the year for me. It just would not be a holiday without them. She took my cousins and me to see Jaws in 1975 and sat through the whole movie with her hands over her eyes. She visited me in the hospital all during my growing up years (because I was in there a lot). When I woke up from any of several surgeries, if it wasn't my mom or dad I saw, it was Aunt Coleen. I know she prays for me regularly. She always calls me on my birthday and sings Happy Birthday to me. She makes me feel loved.