When I heard Aunt Sandra died, a small piece of me went with her. You see, she was more than just an aunt, she helped me, to be me. When I learned she had died, I tried to remember why I loved her, when nothing came to mind, I remembered it was because she was always there for me, she was a constant. She never stopped loving me, no matter what I did, or what I said, she just loved me. As long as I can remember, there has been no bigger cheerleader, supporter, critic, debater or friend. Aunt Sandra saw past the differences to appreciate the individual. She didn't have to agree with you to love you, she cared more about the person than being right or wrong. Aunt Sandra gave meaning to the word "human". She cared about people, saw beyond politics, race and religion and had faith in the human race. She was a true polymath, well versed in many subjects, and above all, a non-judgemental, loving person, who cared more about others than herself. Now that she has gone, my heart is broken and I have become numb, but I know that she would be proud of what I have become, what she helped me to be, a person who values reason above all else. You see, I think she would agree, that above all else, think for yourself, much more love, beauty and peace will come to you that way. Good bye Aunt Sandra, your legacy will live on, in me, Zoe, and everyone else you have touched. Love,
Erik