I didn’t factor in how difficult it would be to pen a tribute to you, to accept that you aren’t here anymore. But I’ll hold on to the memories you left me with because you gave me truths no one else seemed to have or wanted to convey and strength I didn’t know I needed. You prepared me for life’s wild ride more than I appreciated when I was younger – too young to understand what I do now. I can only hope I gave you enough flowers while you were here. I told you I loved you enough – no matter how foreign. I hugged you enough (lol, because I always had to row for a hug), and I know we shared more than enough laughs. Gone, but your mark will undoubtedly not be forgotten. I love you, then, now, and always, Auntie A