Even as a little girl, when I was about 7 years old…………. I remember Aunt Bobbi coming into my bedroom while the adults were talking downstairs at my grandmother’s home. I lived there with my Dad, as my mother was very sick and away for many years. As I played with my dolls, Aunt Bobbi told me that as I grew older I would trade my dolls for perfume and jewelry. That was so hard for me to grasp – giving up my dolls.
Later on she and Uncle Sammy gave me my first radio, and I had it on quietly in my bedroom, so that it wasn’t taken away from me.
Then when I was 10 years old my grandmother and I babysat Aunt Bobbie’s 3 children on Saturday nights so she and Uncle Sammy could have date nights. By the time I was 12, I babysat alone, spending the night, and I talked to Aunt Bobbie and Uncle Sammy for many hours about how hard it was to live with Nanny, my grandmother. She just did not understand me and told me I was a very difficult child – and I had believed her. This went on for about a year, and then one evening when Aunt Bobbi came by to visit my grandmother after choir practice, I was mopping the floor and crying. She asked me what was wrong – I told her again, Nanny and I had yet another fight. Then she said to me – “would you like to come live with us”? “Yes, I would”, I said. So she went in to talk with my Grandmother. “Mother Martin – would you like us to take JoyceAnne to live with us?”
And she said: “Bobbi maybe you can do something with her”
And so a trial visit of one week was set up with Aunt Bobbi, Uncle Sammy and their 3 children. One week later I called my Dad and said – “bring over the rest of my clothes, I love it here and want to stay”.
In looking back over the years of 14 to 21 – I can honestly say ‘they were the happiest years of my life.’ Truly the world for my Aunt and Uncle was storybook! How lucky for me to live those years with a storybook family. I was raised in my teenage years of surprises, challenges and gifts in the 1950’s – with love, compassion and autonomy.
I believe I turned out as well as I did because my Aunt was also my best friend, and where that may not have worked with everyone – it worked for me! Aunt Bobbi was the greatest influence in my life – which carried over to who I have become.
Today I invite you to send some good thoughts her way in celebration of her 91st birthday.
Aunt Bobbi, Happy Birthday! I love you!
P.S. Now that I have you here, do drop in on the Events page to read about the upcoming Spring Equinox! Did you know that this year it corresponds with a Solar Eclipse in Northern Europe?