My great-aunt Rosa Lee is dying of cancer; but when we went to visit her this summer, she didn't say much about that. She--like her mother, and her sister (my grandmother), and my mother, and others of that strong family--is not a complainer; and every time I think about the toughness of those McKee women in the face of pain and adversity, I'm reminded to bite my tongue the next time a complaint tries to slip through my lips.
While we were there, Aunt Rosa Lee walked back to one of the bedrooms in her home and returned with a teddy bear in her arms, and not just any teddy bear either. This was a very special one that she and her only child, a daughter named Bonnie (who sadly died of cancer some years ago), had worked together to make. He was brown with a green ribbon tied around his neck, and she gave him to us.
You can imagine how poignant it was for me to discover...
1 comment:
Stop! You're going to make me cry! That is so sad about your Aunt Bonnie, and having lost her only child. I'm glad you have the treasure of this teddy bear, and I know you all will love it and remember your Aunt all the more fondly.
P.S. You are one of the least complaining people I know! Evidently you learned it well from those who walked before you.
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