Lesson learned: I found my aunt neatly dressed and sitting in a chair in her room at the nursing home, where she lived for seven years. She smiled when she saw me and gave me a gentle hug that had always been a part of every visit with her. She immediately took my hand, squeezed and held it for the entire visit. She had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer, yet she never mentioned her illness. She inquired about every member of the family and told me to tell them that she said “hello”. We reminisced fondly about the family favorites she used to bake (she and my grandmother were fabulous bakers) and she even slipped in a little joke that was her trademark. As I kissed and hugged her for the last time, I couldn’t help but feel her strength, her courage, her grace. The following night, the call I dreaded came; she had peacefully passed. Heaven had another angel and I have the memories of this wonderful role model in my heart. Rest in peace, Tante Hedusch!