I spent the day hearing family stories, awaiting the wake and funeral that will happen over the next two days.
My Aunt A was quite an excessive woman.
She raised eleven children.
Then she took in a teenage refugee from Vietnam. And several unwed mothers.
Then she was part of a program to visit mothers in prison and nurture *their* children.
And so on.
And someplace in there she had a job outside the home for several years and was very proud of collecting a small Social Security check that symbolized having been part of the paid workforce as well as an epic homemaker.
Proud, but each month she divided the check into several portions and gave it away. Anonymously.
Her children chided her for sometimes sending her donations in cash. It could be stolen that way, they said.
She said maybe the thief needed the money.
What are you gonna say to that? If that Jesus guy is up there, she and He will get along just great.
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