Today is the 8th anniversary of my "aunt" Ada's death. She lived next door to us when I was a child. I remember her spoiling me so much - I used to bring her flowers (stolen from her own yard) and she'd give me cookies. She baked me the best chocolate cake I ever remember eating and used to tape The Smurfs on TV for me, because we didn't have cable TV. She was also married to a cruel man who didn't deserve her, smelt like hair spray and cigarettes and had the kindest smile of any woman I had ever met.
RIP Auntie Ada. I love you still and will never forget you.