Tuesday, May 21, 2019
My cousin Joanie was a large and valued part of my childhood. Her happy and sunny disposition always meant the world to me. She was 3 years older so she was like a big sister to me.
We called each other "Kitchen Cousins" because we liked to cook together.
When I was 14, My aunt died. She was Joanie's aunt too, but I was especially close to Aunt Jo. Our families lived together for most of my childhood. She passed at the age of 47 and it was devastating blow to my immediate family, I was "lost".
Because there was so many arrangements to make for her wake and funeral, I was sent over to stay with Joanie. She was an absolute rock to me. She listened to my grief and she cheered me up when she could with her sparkling personality!
Rest in peace, dear Joanie. I know life wasn't always easy; may peace be with you now.
