November 12, 2015
November 12, 2015
My fondest memories of Aunt Margaret go back to the time Wayne and Wanda were little. I loved to see how she bantered back and forth with her kiddos when she wanted cooperation- and it usually worked! Her disciplinary measures were mild but effective and it was obvious that she loved her family. When I think of her now, I will imagine her whole- walking on streets of gold with her beautiful granddaughter hand in hand. It makes me smile to think they can enjoy talks about their family with no more pain or tears. See you some tomorrow Aunt Margaret and Anna!