My great-aunt died four days after Thanksgiving two years ago. She was misdiagnosed prior to Thanksgiving; the day before, she was properly diagnosed with acute leukemia. I haven't thought about her much lately, but seeing my family on Christmas and her not being there...it wasn't the same without her. I miss her voice - it was raspy kind of, but she was always talking about the past, about how great things were when she was a kid, always talking about her kids and grandkids and her family. She was so selfless, so amazing. I remember her laugh; I remember the way her eyes twitched sometimes. I remember her amazing food, and how much she cared about everyone. God...I miss her. I really do.