Day 42

Meet my Aunt Madelon. She's not my aunt by blood, by she's pretty close. She held me when I was just a few weeks old. She was my grandmother's best friend. Unfortunately, at the end of my grandmother's life, Penny became a different person and she and Madelon had a falling out. Since then, mom and I have started visiting my Aunt in Sarasota regularly. She's 94 years old! Can you believe it? She a firecracker and is not one to bite her tongue, she just says what she feels. I love that about her. She's certainly entertaining. And for 94, I think she's in pretty good shape!