Aunt Cammie:

You've been gone 11 years last Christmas Eve; 11 years and the love I have for you is still as strong as it was then. I'll never forget the love you showed me and how it made me feel when you knew your "poopy-doo" was around. When I look at godmother, I see that love, I remember how it was to have you here, and it hurts. It hurts so much. Even though we only made a few memories together, they're memories I will always have. I'll carry them with me 'til I see you again. I can still taste the fresh lemon cake you would bake for me when I came to see you. You weren't about to have your "poopy-doo" eat day ol' cake. I felt so close to you. I know your still close to me everyday. I tried and am trying to be strong for grandma and momma since you died. Even at your funeral, I comforted them and didn't cry like I needed to. Every tear I've dropped since holds a memory of you.