My Aunt Lynne, she died under treatment for Leukemia. I didn't get to see her that often since she lived in a different state than mine, but I treasured the time I did get to see her. I think the favorite memories I had were of when I was young and she lived in a larger house. She had this big in-ground pool and in the summer when we'd visit her, you could hardly drag me away from that pool. She used to keep horses on that property, as well. It rained the day we burried her ashes on the beach, as if nature itself was crying for us. Aunt Lynne, You are sorely missed. I hope to see you again some day in heaven.
Anubis Contharis Tset
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