Not my Aunt Evidently. |
My mom
had three stepsisters from my grandpa's second marriage. They were a
lot younger than my mom but still in a separate age group from us
kids. They were all in their young teens when we were visiting for
Christmas and mostly did their own thing. The middle aunt of the
three was named Donna, and maybe it was my southern heritage, but I
was absolutely in love with her. When I was 8 I thought she was the
most beautiful woman in the world, she was really cool, and I even
wrote down somewhere at the time that I wanted to marry her. When I
had my bandages from my facial scar, I would tell everybody that she
was the only one who put them on right and I only wanted her to do
it. She was very sweet and took really good care of me. She was also
into all of the very most cool and teenagerly things and had a poster
on the wall with her name on it. It was actually a poster of Madonna
in 80's regalia and Donna had covered up the 'Ma'. I didn't know from
Madonna at the time so I was under the impression that my cute and
cool aunt was the material girl. Since I didn't know at the time she
altered the poster to just appear like she was the material girl, the
next time I saw that picture of Madonna on one of my friend's older
sister's walls I told them that was my aunt. She told me I was a liar
and I was not related to Madonna, I argued and ended up crying and
going home where my mom broke the news to me.