One of the great things about being in a relationship is meeting and becoming part of someone else’s family. Last Friday Derek’s aunt Margie passed away. Today was her funeral. It was more like a celebration of her life. I only knew this women for a little while, but every time I saw her, she was always full of spunk and made me feel like one of the family. She was a special one of a kind women.
I enjoyed listening to the stories of the trouble she would make and taught her nieces and nephews. I would have had a blast growing up with her as my aunt. Not that I didn’t have a lot of fun with my own.