She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself. She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning. Your mother lives inside your laughter. She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on Earth can seperate you. Not time, not space..not even death. Aunt Marie was like my second momma, she took the time and showed me how to be a better person in life, my time spent living with Aunt Marie and Uncle Willie will always be a special time for me.Anyone that had the privilege of knowing my aunt Marie you were blessed. Aunt Marie, I thank you for loving me. You were the best Aunt ever. I know you were there to greet my mama when she entered into heaven she loved you very much. And that makes my heart feel better. Aunt Marie will always hold a special place just for her tucked away inside my heart. ❤️