2015 has been a tough year for my family. We lost my Uncle Joe (my Dad's brother) in March. Yesterday we lost my cousin, Bev (my Dad's niece from his sister, Elmira.) My heart is very heavy.
I absolutely loved Bev. The photo above makes me smile as it captured her perfectly. (The photo below makes all of us crack up laughing as she was never an angel-and she'd tell you that photo below made her laugh- but Bev was the most loving, giving, and one heck of a wise cracking woman that you would be lucky enough to know.)
She gave so much love to her family and friends especially if you were a kid or a furball. How much she loved her nieces, Elysha and Joelle and her nephew, Frankie. She doted on them with such a strong love. They were her pride and joy and how much she loved teaching them to bake, play games and just enjoy each other's company.
To my sister and I, she was always more like a favorite Aunt then a cousin. I remember our last outing. She was trying to help me find more places to teach at. She would turn up her radio listening to hard rock as we drove around looking at art places. She always wanted to know how Tristan was doing and if he was happy. She always went out of her way to make sure that everyone else around her was taken care of and happy. It's something that she definitely got from her mother (my Aunt Sis.)
We were all very close. Things won't ever be the same without her. My family is getting smaller and smaller and the deaths this year leave a gaping hole. I'll hold on tight to the memories formed around Bev's kitchen table.