We held a memorial service for my aunt this past weekend - she is pictured here (L) shopping with her girlfriend arounnd 1941. She was always such a fun loving person who lived life to the fullest - I looked up to her so much and she was my lifeline after my mom passed away.
And oh... could we all laugh together at family gatherings! There were many photo's and scrapbooks that she had compiled when she was a teenager and as I was looking through them, I stumbled upon the following poem:
He gripped me by my slender neck
I could not call or scream
He dragged me to his dirty room
Where he could not be seen
He tore away my flimsy wraps
And gazed upon my form
I was cold and damp and scared
And he was hot and warm
He pressed his lips against mine
I gave him every drop
He drained me of myself
I could not make him stop
He made me what I am today
that is why you find me here
Just an empty bottle
That once was full of BEER
3 comments:
Cookie your aunt is precious! Love this great picture and can see her mischieviousness is a family trait giggle.
Cookie your blog is funny and inspirational. I would like you to check out my blog. Am a young lady from Zambia. its arushapot.blogspot.com. I am just starting out.
I can't read the red wording. Love the color of your blue background but it might be too dark since the black lettering is either too small or not dark enough. Cannot read any of the words where your picture is. Well, other than that.....Great pictures, Great ideas, and I love the message from your Pastor.
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