This is hard.
Today is my Aunt Starr's birthday. She is very sick. She is all I can think about right now, which makes it hard for me to tell you all about my weekend. I have decided to though, because before I left, she made it known how very disappointed she was when I stopped blogging last time. So for her, I will continue with these anecdotes. For her on her birthday, and every day, these anecdotes are for; and henceforth will be marked by a * for Starr.
Happy birthday, my dearest Aunt. Your vivacious spirit never ceases to amaze or make me smile. I love you very much.