Aunt Clara,
I can't tell you how many times you were there for me. You got me out of pickles! I got you into them, and you miraculously always got out. I will never really know how you did that. You were always so trustworthy, even though I didn't trust you to move very fast in your old age, I knew you wouldn't let me down.
I remember the times I killed you... So many... Too many.. Almost daily.. That had to be so frustrating! I have no idea where you found new life every time. You were the best Aunt Clara a girl could have! Even with your door knobs quirks! I loved you anyway! I loved you BECAUSE of your quirks! So many problems in your old age... so many... you always made weird noises and it was hard to wake you up towards the end.. especially after a cold night... BUT YOU ALWAYS BEAT THE ODDS! And boy were they against you.
I called your name and you were there. You got lost in parking lots like any other old person and you always had a way of getting found. You got stuck in the snow, I told you so many times not to play in it, but you always got out! EVEN IN YOUR OLD AGE!!
It kills me now that you are gone. It really kills me. You were my partner in crime. You went everywhere I went. You literally are the reason I got anywhere in life. I can say that you carried my burdens way more often than anyone else did. I hope to see you again someday... I really do. There will always be a special place in my heart for you. It hurts to not have you near me.
Aunt Clara, I love you. Don't forget it.
In the words of Abby, "Aunt Clara has been better to you than any man ever has!" You can say that again. I didn't see any man come pick me up when I was tired and ready to go home after work!! But you Aunt Clara always did.
Thx. Luv ya. XOXO
Love, Robyn.
P.S. I'll never find another car like you. RIP
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