Saturday, October 26, 2024
There is no one so special as Tante Hermine. My childhood memories were so fragmented with losing my dad at a young age (34) and I was only 8yrs old and brothers were 10 and 11. But the Felgemacher / Mulert family came together to help us and my mom, cope. Tante Hermine and Oncle Hans made us feel at home and safe and loved. Tante Hermine would tuck me into bed with Barb and Diane as my room mates. I belonged somewhere. Her home cooking and baking, here cheery “good morning”. Her hugs were firm and strong but I knew there was squishy marshmallow in there somewhere and I felt very loved by her, always - even though we were in Canada. I am grateful she was my Godmother and loved her dearly. Ich liebe dich mit ganzen Hertsen Tante Hermine. Xo