Family

My mom's side of the family has been generally a silent or fleeting part of my life since I was very young. Whether due to my mom's stubborness or the family's, that was the reality. When I was a rebellious teenager I spent some time with my Uncles William and Chris who werent all that much older than me, however when they hit the road so did our relationship, for the most part.

Well, all these years later my mom has passed on, on June 10, 2009. And out of these ashes has come new life from the Craddocks. Mom's husband asked me to be the person to tell my Grandmother Lois of mom's passing and so I did. As a result of that conversation I am now corresponding with my dear Aunt Pam, who I have only good memories of. She sent Goodnight Moon and Runaway Bunny to Gigi for her birthday, so thoughtful.

And today, in the mail, I received a wobbly but nice letter from Grandma Lois' sister Marilyn, who always had a wild beehive in my memories, high and strange. Auntie Marilyn had a different dad from Grandma, and that man was greek I believe... Auntie Marilyn of olive skin, exotic dress, love and beehives. I am rich in memories and sadness that it took my mom's death to give me such treasures.