Time doesn't close the door to our dreams
We do that to ourselves. My favorite aunt was no exception, sadly.
Time wasn’t what stopped her.
Belief was.
My favorite aunt taught me that without ever meaning to.
She did everything right. Followed the rules. Kept the peace. Showed up the way a “good woman” was supposed to. And somewhere along the way, she quietly decided her wanting no longer mattered.
I loved her fiercely.
And loving her forced me to pay attention
