Aunt Gayle-Written 12-03-08-People I Look Up To
Sleek.Elegant.Smart.These are the words that still come to mind when her name pops up in my head.She was everything I wanted to be when I grew up.I really can't remember much about her.I don't remember the sound of her voice.I don't remember the scent of her perfume. I can remember the way she made me special.As if she was truly happy to be around all of us. Not like with my uncle who seemed to be judging us the way people judge freaks in a circus side show.Actting as if by visiting us that he... Sign in to see full entry.