Aunt Marjorie (who insisted on being called cousin instead of Aunt because she was technically a cousin once removed and aunt made her feel old.... even if she was my aunt in any way that counted) always made me feel loved. Though my family is in Ohio, and she was in New York then Boston, I felt a very strong family relationship with both her and her mom. She was a source of joy for me when I got married, and then comfort when my mom (her cousin) and my Grandma passed. I am deeply saddened and disappointed that I didn’t get the chance to talk more to her. She will be loved never forgotten.