Auntie Jo,
One of the best things about our family was always having you and Auntie Katy around when we were with Grandma and Grandpa. Having the two of you along with Grandma was like having three grandmothers on just one side of the family. There was constant love and care from all of you, and you all made sure that my brothers and I always had everything that we needed.
Yet, while I know that all of you loved me, I always felt that the person I was most like, the person that understood me those most of the three was you. There was something about you that I always identified with more than the others. Maybe your logical reasoning, maybe your cynicism (and I do mean that in the best of ways), or maybe it was your inability to put up with anyone else's crap.
After Grandma died, it was hard on all of us. However, having you to turn to, to complain and moan to, to confide in somehow made my life much easier. You passed away when I was 18, and that was incredibly hard for me too. I lost a valuable part of my support system at a vital time in my life. Since then, I've been very worried about your sister, whose naivete was often cushioned by your good sense and advice to her.
You and your sisters made my childhood a much better and happier experience than it might have been without you. We never had to suffer inept teenage babysitters or daycare centers. We never went without anything. Birthdays and Christmases were always spectacular because of you all. My childhood was always the better because of you.
Love,
Jessica
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