Day 91: Do Me a Flava, Will Ya?
Tonight my Aunt Nay died after an horrendous battle with emphysema. She was stubborn, stylish, funny, and the best and most prolific crocheter and knitter I've ever known. When she wanted me to do something for her she'd say "do me a flava" instead of "do me a favor". I'm absolutely crushed. I'm really glad I was there with her in the end. Hopefully that made it less scary for her. I miss her so much already.
Please, if you smoke, just stop it already. It's the most fucking horrible thing you can do to yourself and the people around you. You'd be doing us all a flava if you quit.