Ordinary Beauty of my aunt

 

She is her mama made over. The way she laughs, her profile, the way she loves her kids always as if they are angels and she knows better.

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with daddy at his retirement
with daddy at his retirement

aunt Juanita profile

She is daddy’s older sister, three brothers younger than her, brothers that all insisted she never had to do a thing when they were kids. She had her nose in a book while they did the chores.

You can’t believe Red’s boys, the ones with the Irish last name and full of Irish hyperbole. They knew how to push her buttons, they did. She’d muster up a scowl across her face but it never got sympathy, only encouragement for the brothers to get her to laugh. It took all of 2 seconds to for her laugh to tumble out, begrudgingly. Just like her mama.

me with aunt Juanita's two oldest
me with aunt Juanita’s two oldest
All of us grown up
All of us grown up
At our daughter's wedding
At our daughter’s wedding
Aunt Juanita's easy laugh
Aunt Juanita’s easy laugh

These were the cousins we grew up around, the ones our lives were more connected with. This is the aunt who had me stay with them the summer mama and daddy’s marriage collapsed in on all of us. The aunt and uncle who took leave from their ministry to go to daddy’s beside when he had his first stroke. They drove from New Orleans to Bakersfield, CA to help because she told me I had babies to take care of.

After daddy died it was the two of them who were at our daughter’s high school graduation and college graduation and weddings, filling in, in seemed, for her first brother that passed too young.

She retells the same stories and don’t even try to stop her because she won’t. The stories come out S-L-O-W these days and we make faces at each other in the waiting. We’re the ones making her laugh these days.

Daddy has gone to glory long ago and mama’s dementia has her lost to us too but aunt Juanita is  there. An ordinary woman made beautiful by the spark in her eyes and the love in her heart.

Charm can be deceptive and beauty doesn’t last, but a woman who fears and reverences God shall be greatly praised. Proverbs 31:30 living bible

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6 thoughts on “Ordinary Beauty of my aunt

  1. Annie Rim

    Frank has an aunt who has saved (and continues to save) her nieces & nephew. She’s there emotionally and the quintessential feisty Italian. My mom is one of 5 sisters and each of my aunts has mentored me at various points, though I’m closest with two. I think aunts (biological or friends) keep the world moving!

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    1. Debby Hudson

      It was this aunt’s grandson who was married this weekend, Annie. He’s my nephew because his mom, my cousin, married my brother-in-law. How crazy is that?! She and I obviously have similar taste 😉 My cousin tells me, “don’t talk to mama when she’s walking because she’ll have to stop and she’s already slow.” Gotta love it. It was a grand time with family.

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  2. Gabriele

    I also have an aunt who made a huge impression on my life. There is ordinary beauty in these special women.

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    1. Debby Hudson

      Forgive my lateness in responding, Gabriele. We’ve been out of town for a family wedding, one of this aunt’s grandsons. These special women do leave lasting impressions. I’m so thankful for that.

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  3. Melody Riefer

    She’s an amazing woman.

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    1. Debby Hudson

      I love hearing her laugh, Melody, and watching her with her great grandkids. She has such patience with them.

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