Life itself has a beginning and an end for each of us. Sometimes the interactions of beginnings and ends make life very interesting and educational.
Earlier this month, my great-aunt, Paula R. Campbell, returned to the essence. There are people who you meet who have this presence without really striving for such. Aunt Paula had that kind of presence. Every time I interracted with her, she was sharp and engaging. One thing about my family is that the women in my family aren’t meek. My mother, grandmother, aunts, cousins, all the way up to my 91 years young great grandmother (who is the strongest of all. She showed me you don’t have to be loud to be strong) are all women of strength. Aunt Paula definitely fit the bill. Though I didn’t get to see her as much as I would like (one of the drawbacks of having a big family), she will be missed.