After I moved from Portland to Sausalito with Mom when I was 14, Aunt Edith and I wrote many letters to one another. She loved me unconditionally and I felt safe telling her everything.
When I visited in 1981, she handed me a large manilla envelope saying I was old enough to have these now. It was every letter I’d sent her, in order, through 25 years. Of all the gifts she gave me, this is the most precious.
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av_producer @ 2003-10-01 said:
The gift of memories. What wonderful foresight on her part.
ribena @ 2003-10-01 said:
She is so beautiful.
zinetv @ 2003-10-01 said:
Aunt Edith must have been truly a one of kind. There aren’t many people like her anymore.
setya @ 2003-10-02 said:
I have many letters that my grandmother wrote to me. I cherish them.