for my aunt

My aunt passed away in a car accident last Wednesday. She was a strong woman. A religious woman. Above all, a woman who made sure every member of our large family felt loved. Her charming smile was contagious and her charisma exuded a loving warmth that gathered any family get together into one massive bear hug. It went without saying that my aunt had assumed the title of matriarch of the family after my Lola died. She took charge of the grandchildren and made sure everyone was well fed and in good spirits.

She was the first to call me to inquire about my wife's family upon hearing news of earthquakes in Japan. She never missed a birthday or anniversary. Who could forget her catchphrase, "God Bless America!" God bless my Tita Lita.