Aunts are special people. Not just the backbone of some families, but also three dimensional people that enrich the lives of nieces and nephews. I have just become part of this esteemed group and I couldn't be prouder.
Last year, during lockdown, my nephew was born and I became an aunt for the first time. He is the epitome of a "bundle of joy". I wasn't able to see him for a few months due to the pandemic, but once I did, I fell in love. I began to think about what being an aunt means and what kind of I aunt I want to be. It struck me that aunts come in all several varieties. I myself can't wait to be the jet set aunt who tells stories about her travels while impressing upon him the importance of afternoon ice cream sandwiches and attending The University of Michigan, if he stays in the state. (No pressure, of course.) Most importantly, I want to be a source of love as he grows and navigates the world around him.
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