Ellen, I’m sorry I have to say this, but this is Ellen‘s page to post memories about her, to post that we miss her, not to argue with family members. She had to deal with that when she was alive the least we could do is to leave it off of her obituary page.
I am Ellen's big sister. Growing up I always looked after her as she did me, unlike the other three siblings. As she finally got a diagnosis for her mental illness , her physical life changed but not her inner personality.
We got separated by life’s changes and challenges were hard to keep in touch. However, we always picked up where we left off when we finally did talk or get together . She was the most kindness, loving human I have ever met and probably ever will meet. I will live my last days carrying her in my heart
Aunt Ellen, I feel like you deserved so much more than what happened, I wish I got to know you more as an adult, I feel like you pass too soon. I know you’re in a better place, where your mental is free and clear. My last memory of you is us playing with Barbie dolls together the one that you brought from New York. I wish we had more recent memories. I love you.