Flying with my favorite 95 year old

The other day I was blessed to be able to spend a few hours with my Aunt Corinne. She is 95 years old and as funny as ever. She reminded me that she can still beat me at Scrabble and I have no doubt since a few years ago as a hobby she used to read the dictionary. 

I love hanging out with her because she shows me how fortunate I am. She moves a bit slower than before, but her mind is sharp. I love our conversations even if I do not always know which family member or friend she is talking about. Somewhere in the conversation is usually the phrase, "You met him/her at my birthday party". Her birthday party was 5 years ago, and I barely remember anything about it. 

I generally go through her jewelry box because I love old jewelry, but this time she told me that I had completely cleaned her out the last time I saw her. I am looking forward to many more memories with her.