For all of you who think having a blog is all fun and games this will prove you wrong. It's hard to decide what to include and what not to include on a blog. Sometimes you want to put things out there that are going on but you can't because you may upset someone. Sometimes, like now, you would prefer NOT to put something out there but feel like it would be an affront to the event if you don't mention it.
So here goes - on September 6, 2007 my aunt, Shirley Brown Cousins passed away. I will always remember her as a tall, thin, blonde 20 something. She was the one I wanted to be like. She seemed to have it all. When I was 12 my Mother and Father let me go to Florida and stay with her for a week under the auspices of "babysitting" for her new baby Campbell. There was a big debate raging in her family because her mother-in-law was determined to call the baby "Jane" and Shirley and her husband, Charlie, were equally determined to call her Campbell. It was sort of comical and finally died down (with the parents winning).
While there I had a great time. They had a pool and there was another teen who lived down the street that I hung around with. One afternoon Shirley took me to an outside mall and for lunch. She ordered me wine and we flirted with some guys sitting next to us at an outside eatery. It was very "adult" and, as my mother often says, changed me completely. Totally inappropriate of course but I thought it was wonderful.
Once I was home she always remembered my birthday and sent me gorgeous jewelry like a star sapphire ring and an opal necklace, both of which I still have. She was generous and fun.
Eventually her luck changed and they ran into hard times. The drink and life got to her and now she is no longer with us. She'll be missed but I'll always remember her as she was on my visit and in her heart.
Peace Shirl.
While there I had a great time. They had a pool and there was another teen who lived down the street that I hung around with. One afternoon Shirley took me to an outside mall and for lunch. She ordered me wine and we flirted with some guys sitting next to us at an outside eatery. It was very "adult" and, as my mother often says, changed me completely. Totally inappropriate of course but I thought it was wonderful.
Once I was home she always remembered my birthday and sent me gorgeous jewelry like a star sapphire ring and an opal necklace, both of which I still have. She was generous and fun.
Eventually her luck changed and they ran into hard times. The drink and life got to her and now she is no longer with us. She'll be missed but I'll always remember her as she was on my visit and in her heart.
Peace Shirl.
