My Mom and I started going through my Aunt Marlene's things last night. My Aunt died on New Years Eve. Aunt Marlene had accumulated a lot of stuff over the years. Boy, she had enough costume jewelry to ice a nursing home full of old ladies (sone of the stuff is cool - vintage). She had enough beads for a huge Mardi Gras celebration. New Marlenes - haha. Some of the jewelry used to be my Grandma's also. I think of Aunt Marlene, I think of my Grandma, then I get depressed. My poor Mom too. It is just sad, going through her things. I can't believe she is dead. I thought she be around forever - chattering. She was tough. WTF happened? Have to stay strong though. 
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