My Aunt Peanut

On May 8th, 2007, our family lost my great-aunt Peanut. She was one of the most amazing people I have ever known and her death has left a tremendous hole in my heart and in our family. She was more like a grandmother to me than an aunt. I have some wonderful memories of her. . . always down on the floor playing with us kids, reading us books and doing all the voices for each character, singing silly songs like "Mr. Sandman" and tickling our faces to help us get to sleep, taking us for walks to Millie's Candy Store or to the church and answering all those questions we'd inevitably ask like "Why did Millie's Store close?", "Can Jesus really hear me praying if we aren't in the church?". She not only took us trick or treating every year that I can remember, but also would wear costumes. She'd let us play with Oujia boards, light candles and sing "Happy Birthday" to everybody we ever met. She'd let us eat Pringles and drink Pepsi, which was a real treat. She would drink a beer most every night and put her hair up in curlers, which was such a hoot to us. She'd get so rattled at thunderstorms, and on one occasion, while she was babysitting my sister and I she spilled her beer on the carpet. We never let her live that down. I could go on, and on and on about all the wonderful memories I have of her, but there will never be enough time or space on this blog to really explain just how fantastic she was. Sometimes someone comes along in your life who makes all the difference in the world to you, and she was one of those people for me, for my family and I think for anyone who ever got to know her. We will miss her dearly.