I grew up very proud that I had a Japanese Aunt. Complete with the inability to speak English (when I was younger). I loved every moment spent with this fascinating woman. Everything from the way she spoke, the words I didn't understand, the strange smells from the kitchen, and the colorful way she decorated. Growing up I thought she was the most exotic and exciting woman I ever met...she even smoked...AND she was related to me!
It's been years since I heard my aunt's voice. I settled for my brother's excellent impersonation of her. I regret not being more proactive in maintaining a relationship with her after my uncle passed away several years ago. She'll never know the impact her presence made on my life. I have so much to be thankful for because of her. I am amazed at how God has truly blessed me through this woman I can't claim to have ever really known. For one thing, she gave birth to 3 beautiful girls who grew up being my mentors and my reason for wishing I too was Japanese. I love my cousins like sisters. My uncle, their father, died when I was in Junior High and they were newly weds. I've always felt like our families meshed in a special and unique way at that point through my father.
I'm writing this blog today in honor of my Aunt Maki who passed away in my cousin's arms early on Tuesday morning. I do not have words for the sense of awe, imagination, excitement, and pride I derived from this strong woman. Thank you, God, for your wisdom in geneology, for your guidance of a young service man so many years ago, and for the servants who were born out of that union.
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神はあなたが植えた種およびあなたを賛美する。
God bless you and the seeds you planted.