My aunt passed away a few days after my birthday, and I've been sort of a robot trying to get through the week until I went back home this past weekend. She was a beautiful person. I didn't get to see her or talk to her as often as I wish I had, but from my earliest memories of her, she was a beautiful person. A very elegant, graceful woman, who believed that I could do anything I wanted to. I was supposed to call her a few days before she passed away, but I had been so excited about my birthday plans that I just forgot.
I'm sorry Auntie Norma. I miss you and I love you very much.