The Aunts Go Marching

I have this really great aunt that I haven't known very well for most of my life, but since I've been assigned to be her visiting teacher I've gotten to know her so much better. Her name is Lita (short for Manuelita), and she's my maternal grandfather's sister. She's in a nursing home now, and her memory goes in and out, but she has a fantastic sense of humor. Tonight I went (with my other aunt, Christina, who's only 16 years older than me) and we were asking Lita what she wants for Christmas. She said it doesn't matter what we get her - no matter what it is, she'll have to say she likes it. We all just burst out laughing. You know, I'm glad that even at this late date I've had the opportunity to get to know Lita. She doesn't have any kids or siblings still living or other family, and if it weren't for VT I would never have known her at all. She's so easy to please - bring some pictures and magazines and she's satisfied. And she manages to have a great attitude despite the fact that she's going to be living at this home forever (although it's the nicest one I've ever been in - more of an assisted living deal). I'm grateful for my family.