Memories, Happiness, and Sadness


For the past number of years I have lost contact with two dear people in my life, my mother's brother and his former wife.  We were always close but after I married I got caught up in what my life had become and didn't keep in touch with either of them as I had before.  Both of them are wonderful people, they were always favorites of mine and my mother's.

So many memories come to mind  about my aunt, she has always been loving and fun to be with.  One of my favorite memories of her is when I was a little girl she gave my brother and me a ride in her brand new yellow mustang convertible.  It was probably around 1964 or 65, and the mustang was light yellow, I wish I could take a ride today in that car!  When I went to my 20th class reunion she and my mom helped me shop for a black dress and shoes.  Then she lent me some of her jewelry for the night.  I loved having that one classy night and the memories of it.  

 My uncle was always close to his sister, my mother.  He was always there for mom and when mom was on her own again, my uncle let her live in a house he owned, rent free.  He was always supportive to my mother and myself.  He loved to collect antique radios to repair, rebuild them for his personal collection.  My mother would always make him a peanut butter pie, which was his favorite.

So many times I have thought of the both of them that last week I wrote a letter to each one.  Today, I received a call from my aunt and we have made plans to meet and catch up, which I can't wait to see her.  My uncle called me and I spoke to him about meeting up.  But even though he and I had a great talk, when I spoke about meeting him, he told me to wait, maybe in a month or so.  By the way he spoke I begin to wonder if maybe he is starting to have problems with dementia and didn't want me to see that.

So this evening I am happy to have spoke to both my aunt and uncle, but also dismayed as to what my be happening to my uncle.  It breaks my heart to think that may be the case.