Oh your aunt who loved Christmas - what a gift, that you can get to know her better now, all these years later ("too late") - I hope her beloved Christmas decor can find a home with other family members who knew her and loved her.

And the other aunt, she of the lake, the spinster, the childless one. What is left of her, the leftovers of a lifetime, what can be held dear and treasured now, and what must you all "let go" of.... you have such a talent for seeing the sacred in the "profane" (the mundane), as some critic said of a Rubian Nakian exhibition, and I am not going to google this right now, so help me God, I"m not....