This has by far been the most difficult piece of writing to put out
there over the last couple of weeks because at first, I didn’t feel like I had
a clear idea in my head of who to write about. And it didn’t feel like a topic
to be forced.
So, I gave myself some more time to think about it, and this is
dedicated to my late aunt, Monica Samuels, who passed away almost two months
ago. My aunt lost her husband several years ago and did not have children, but
she left a hole in our immediate and extended family that feels far bigger than
just one mind, one person, and one spirit.
The days before and after her passing were spent reflecting upon her
life and her contribution to our family. These are just some of the ways in
which it is clear she has inspired us:
She taught us to put family first. To her,
there was nothing more important than family – from her late husband, to her
nieces and nephews, to her siblings and to every child that spent any amount of
time in her house… each one was extremely important. Each one was to be
cherished.
She taught us to live simply. My aunt
exemplified ‘living below one’s means’. Just because you can do or buy
something, certainly doesn’t mean you should, and her outlook, while sometimes
odd, was refreshing in a world where everyone seems to be constantly living on
the edge; a world where we acquire things that are actually out of our reach.
She wasn’t interested in a lavish lifestyle – for her, family nearby was all
the luxury she needed.
She taught us to give freely. Her
generosity was always evident, and as many hinted at when reflecting on her
life, you would never leave her home without something in your hands: for a much
younger version of me, that something was a model car. For my niece years later,
it was a marshmallow easter egg. Goodness, sometimes she even gave you things
that couldn’t immediately be identified, or they had a colour scheme that
looked like nothing else in your house. She also lived in an area where a knock
on the door for a sandwich was a common affair, and my aunt always had
something for the less fortunate person on the other side.
Most of all, my aunt will forever be a reminder (especially to many
of us in our 20s, when going all-out to prove ourselves seems to be all that
matters), that you don’t need very much at all (i.e. seven jobs, the latest
car, the best apartment, the biggest following) to make a real impact. You really
just need to be good, think good, have good intentions and recognise what
really matters in life – family, love, sincerity, kindness, gratitude.
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