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maturity and knowledge — all except one. I still believe that there is a strong possibility that a Booger lives and lurks in the woods behind my house, quietly watching me, stalking me, and patiently waiting for the day that I let my guard down — thanks to my beloved Aunt Gloria, who filled my imagination with bright, brilliant color.
Aunt Gloria passed away last Thursday, and we will miss her forever. We are gathering together today to celebrate her life — a beautiful life filled with laughter, love, and service to others.
Though the doctors in Savannah gave some complicated medical explanation for her passing, I have to wonder — did Aunt Gloria accidentally let her guard down? Did a Booger finally make its move and get her? I guess we’ll never know the truth.
Rest in Peace, Aunt Gloria.
