Growing up a couple of states away from my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins, Dad made sure we spent holidays and vacations with family in Arkansas. Aunt Sharon was a big part of those great times. She made sure we were well fed, learned something, had fun, and music was usually involved. I can’t play a board game or ping pong without remembering the home she created for her family. I can still see clearly the piano in the living room that she loved for her family to play. Every day, I look at the quilt in my bedroom that she lovingly gave me. She gave one of her treasures made by her mother, my grandmother. It’s Aunt Sharon I think of when I order Girl Scout cookies every year. I’ll always remember with a grateful heart the time she took care of my brother and me when my sister went to heaven so young. She made a very difficult time so much better. She loved us, played with us, and again there was music. My children have their own special memories of Aunt Sharon and they have been sharing them with me today. We are so thankful for her influence and presence in our lives. She was such a strong woman. She showed her love through service…through teaching.