
Today is Täti's 82nd birthday. Happy Birthday!! Täti (aunt) came to be our nanny when I was 6 weeks old when my mom went back to work after having me. Täti was unable to have her own kids so she in a round about way had us as her kids. I've always had great love for this incredible woman. How many women you know would "sacrifice" their life raising somebody else's kids for 13 years?
Every summer she would take my sister and I with her and her husband, Setä (uncle) to their summer cabin in the country. There she would teach us how to swim, how to fish, how to have the hottest sauna, how to dance, how to bake, and how to work hard (we didn't learn the work thing very well). I loved to sleep on straw mattresses, and crawl into her earth cellar to fetch some milk. At night we would pee into a bucket because the outhouse was too far away. If I drank too much water at night, I would find myself and the straw mattress wet in the morning.
When Setä and Täti would come back from their morning fishing trip to the lake (they would put the nets in at night and in the morning they gathered the nets with full of fish), we would sit by a table right by the lake and clean all the fish. Then Setä would either smoke the fish, or Täti would make fish soup. I was the lucky one who got to eat the fish heads and suck on the fish eyes. Yeah, it sounds gross but my favorite were definitely the fish tongue or the fish cheeks. Truly a delicacy.
I remember Täti making coffee and pouring it onto a plate and slurping it off the plate because it was too hot. Täti taught me how to bake and use Karelian words in my sentences. One summer when I was quite little, Täti left to run an errand and left Setä in charge. It was nap time and unfortunately Setä fell asleep but I didn't. When Täti returned she found me, Setä, the blankets, the wallpaper and everything else nearby covered with her favorite hand cream. Setä was still asleep!
When Täti and Setä build their summer cabin in the country, it was just 300 yards away from our cousins house. Täti dug the road from the main road to the cabin with her own bare hands and a pick ax. She also made a lot of our clothes, and crocheted many lace bedspreads. She was always busy with her hands, and couldn't sit still.
When I was 8 years old I joined our city's conservatory choir, and had our first trip to Stockholm, Sweden. Täti came with us as a chaperon. I remember eating cold meatballs on crisp bread at the local department store cafeteria. Täti had made my new coat and a matching hat for the trip.
Täti and Setä were some of the few people I know who have traveled the world more than anyone. They have literally been everywhere in the world.
When I got bigger, Täti was there when I came home from school. When I turned 13, Täti was let go because we girls were too big to have a nanny. Even though she wasn't at our house anymore, we saw her frequently. Every summer when we went to our cousins house in the country, I would spend time with Täti and Setä at their cabin.
A few years ago, Täti lost the love of her life. Since then she has been lonely and missing her husband so much. This morning when I called her to wish her happy birthday, she told me how busy she has been with visiting friends and relatives, and traveling all over.
I miss her and truly consider her as one of my best friends. I love you, Täti!