Sisters, such a lovely relationship. Through the years I have found that the most important thing I can do is to forgive them and say I'm sorry when things get too contentious. Honestly, I had the most lovely time going to Aunt Jean's funeral. Helped keep Mom and Dad from straying too far from the crowd and enjoyed a lovely visit with my sister.

When I left for home, it was time to come home. We Clarkes simply don't always think about how offensive what we say is so it was time to come home.

As for my brothers, the spoiled one was simply rude.

Aunt Jean was the oldest living daughter and was 12 when Mom and Aunt Erna were born. She took care of them and all the younger children. Mom said when she started working outside the home she always provided Christmas for them. Mom never forgot Aunt Jeans care. And that's what she continued to do all of her life. She cared for people and fed them. She was always kind to us and always was hospitable. It was important for Mom to honor her sister by going to the funeral so we did.

As we sat there it was clear to see that she was loved by her posterity and will be missed greatly.