On Thursday, a very important person passed away.

Her name was Peggy. She was a member of my family, who loved us unconditionally and took the best care of us anyone could ever imagine.

She was a spitfire. She loved country music, pink wine, her husband Wilbur, their cat Bubba and eating at Lenny’s (not Denny’s). Peggy kept photos of all the people she loved in view. There was always food or candy on offer. She didn’t put up with nonsense, and could always tease as good as she got. She saved my brother’s life, and never asked for anything.

Peggy was an incredible woman. My heart aches just to realize that I won’t get to see her again, at least not in this life. She’s with the rest of the angels now, probably teaching them to dance or something. Love you.