The power of the Mighty “Aunt”
No it’s not a typo. I mean “Aunt” not Ant….
In looking back on my childhood, I had two aunts that were a little crazy in a good way. By that I mean, they could always make me laugh, still do. They could always surprise me, still do. They could always put me in my place, still do. And most of all they could always make me feel special, still do.
When I look back on the hard times I had growing up. I remember them. I remember summers in their “normal” houses with warm beds and great food and laughter and closeness. They weren’t perfect.. but they were oh so close for a little girl who had so much “no where near perfect” in her life.
They loved me. It was that simple.
I was important to them. It was that easy.
Aunt Dot and Aunt Pat made me feel safe at a time in my life when safety was more than enough. Still to this day, when I am in their presence, there is a warm sense of security that overtakes me that I can’t find with anyone else on earth.
Don’t underestimate the power of the mighty Aunt.