This was gorgeously written Stacia - you paint such a compelling picture of Aunt Smuckie and her home. I love reading tributes like these of ordinary people who are extraordinary to the one doing the writing who loved them dearly. It helps me remember the things that matter, and that my legacy doesn't have to be grand or dramatic - it's likely that most of us will be remembered for many small things, and for the love we gave to those around us. I also appreciate how you grapple with the tension between the things you appreciate, and the things you wish had been different. It's a tension I feel about moving far away from my family too.
We had the same Lino in our kitchen as the stuff under the basket lady! You painted Smuckie’s home so vividly. It has me wandering thru my grandparents’ homes in my childhood mind.
This was gorgeously written Stacia - you paint such a compelling picture of Aunt Smuckie and her home. I love reading tributes like these of ordinary people who are extraordinary to the one doing the writing who loved them dearly. It helps me remember the things that matter, and that my legacy doesn't have to be grand or dramatic - it's likely that most of us will be remembered for many small things, and for the love we gave to those around us. I also appreciate how you grapple with the tension between the things you appreciate, and the things you wish had been different. It's a tension I feel about moving far away from my family too.
We had the same Lino in our kitchen as the stuff under the basket lady! You painted Smuckie’s home so vividly. It has me wandering thru my grandparents’ homes in my childhood mind.
This is a beautiful tribute to family, loss.
what a beautiful remembrance. sending much love to you and your family.