My Story
When I was a kid I went to live with my aunt Agnes for a while. She set me up in a new school and even helped me make friends although I had a social anxiety disorder and was struggling. I had a small part as an Indian squaw in a school play. First time ever someone came to see me in a school event. My Aunt Aggie sat at the front next to the mayor with a proud look on her face. She did a lot for me but I never told her how much I appreciated it. As I grew older she and I separated ways. I didn't really see her much and regretted never thanking her. Sadly she died of cancer and like many things , it became too late. Now, maybe doing this is a small way of telling her that I never forgot what she did for me.
