Tea Party

This post is for my Aunt (and for my mom who is probably making tea in heaven at this very moment with my Aunt.) It is NOT meant to solicit sympathy, empathy, or awwwwws. It is just my way of remembering someone.

My Aunt Cora died this morning. She spent her last years alone, in a nursing home. She had outlived all of her friends and most (if not all, I am not really sure!) of her siblings. I am not quite sure how old she was. I will have to read the obit. to know.

I posted a picture here already of Aunt Cora's house. It's the picture where I am standing with her daughter, my cousin Cheryl, and with my sister, Jeannie and my mom. I posted a few memories of my times playing in that yard. (It's in the archives if anyone cares.)

Aunt Cora was not well known to me and yet I spent a lot of time with her when my mom would go to visit her. They would sit in the room and drink cups and cups of tea while I played with my cousins. Aunt Cora had a defect in her hips that made her unable to walk without the help of a cane or walker. She was slow but I'll tell you what, we knew when to run from her! :) She and my mom would let me have tea with them sometimes (until the conversation turned adult and I was instructed that I would understand when I was older but now it was time to leave the room!!!) and to this day, I love a good cup of tea.

I hope Aunt Cora is happy today - maybe she and my mom are sitting down in the grandest kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil. I hope they have pretty china cups and a plate full of delicious mini sandwiches and cakes. Maybe Aunt Rose and Aunt Beulah are joining them. Whatever I believe is not important -- I just hope and pray that what THEY believed is what is happening to them at this very moment and that all the sisters are enjoying the ultimate tea party!