I’ve always loved the festive spirit and colors of Cinco de Mayo, though I’ve never been quite sure what all of the fuss was about. But now I am: turns out May 5 is the anniversary of the birth of Ethel Faye Blanton, better known by many as ‘ya-Aunt Faye’. It seems that all of those partiers have been celebrating her all of this time. So I’m joining in the revelry this year, honoring one of the kindest and most generous people I know. Her joy is overflowing, her love is infectious, and hope for the future makes me want to grow very, very old. Here’s to Aunt Faye: living proof that though life may be difficult and bitter at times, we don’t have to become difficult or bitter– we can become quite the opposite, in fact.