Aunt Roselle was married to my Uncle William. She was a great cook, and always in a great mood. I can still hear her voice and laughter. When Tracey and I were younger, we'd go to their house and visit. All the kids played together and had a great time.
Many years later, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. I never saw her down, depressed or sad. She kept fighting until the end. When my Mother had a stroke (during her fight with Alzheimer's), Aunt Roselle was at the hospital with us, comforting as always. Aunt Roselle was undergoing chemo at the time, weak, and in pain. She joined us at the hospital, in the middle of the night, and I'm sure there were places she'd rather be, but there she was.
Her indomitable spirit touched everyone she ever met, and it lives on in her family and friends. When you feel down, and beaten by life, extend a hand to someone in need. It will help you to feel better.
Wilmington, NC