Avital Horowitz Week 9 - Albena

Most people I know have had a babysitter at some point in their lives. Whether that was when they were infants, toddlers, or all the way up to now. I was one of those people. I had a babysitter. Well, to be honest, she was more than just a babysitter. She did everything. She was like a third parent. Her name was Albena. She lost her battle against stomach cancer on June 22, 2020.
Albena had just moved to America from Bulgaria when she first started working for my family. I was ten months old. I read somewhere that people normally start to develop a memory when they are about two years old. So I literally can't remember my life without her. She watched me grow up. One time she told me a story of the first time she saw me walking when I was one year old. She told me that when my family got back from our trip to Israel, I walked into the house and surprised her.
I have no idea what my childhood would have looked like without Albena. My little sister, Eden, and I would always play games with her. We even made up some games. There was this one game we made up called the crocodile game. Albena was the crocodile and Eden and I would have to run across the room without her "eating" us. The amount of happy memories I have with Albena are endless. She even went on trips with us. She came with us when we went to my aunts wedding and she watched me and my sisters walk down the aisle as flower girls.
Living a life without Albena has been difficult for not only me, but for my whole family. We all miss her so much. But there is one thing that I will always remember about her that I keep with me everywhere I go. Albena was a type of person that saw the beauty in the little things in life. She taught me that even the smallest things can give you the biggest joy. I will hold that with me forever.
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