I didn’t know about ‘a visit from my friend,’ or ‘aunt flow’ when I gave my daddy’s baby sister this nickname. Doesn’t she look great? I’m probably not supposed to tell her age, but suffice to say she’s over 60. For a little perspective, Aunt Flo is the same age as (my mother’s brother) Fellah. She just gets better with age.

Joy ran to her and clung, saying, “I’ve missed you!” when she saw Aunt Flo. That’s what I did when she and Karl, her son, left after the family reunion. They live in Los Angeles, so we don’t get to see them that often.

It’s been two years since we’ve seen them both; before that it was three years. We’re all hoping they won’t be such strangers in these parts.