Though our physical bond is broken the tie that bonds never will be dear twin. The chats we had keeping us together will be missed and regret not having that one last chat last week. 'Till we meet again!
Aunt Joyce, I'll never forget the summers and holidays on Long Island as a child. You always made sure we all stayed out of trouble, but kept a sarcastic sense of humor about it, and you always had the best food! We'll miss you, and will always love you.
