Godmother and godfather
My special person would probably be my auntie or my godmother and godfather. I call my godmother my auntie even though she’s not technically my aunt. She lives in Kansas City, and this [object] is a present from her. She is a very special person to me, and I don’t get to see her a lot. But when I do see her, it’s always really fun and we hang out and I really try to savor the moments because she’s such an important person—just everything you’d ever want in a person: she’s nice, she’s kind, she’s beautiful, she’s the ideal person. And my godfather is actually dead and I never got to know him very well. But he was a runner, and he’s my running role model. There were lots of pictures at his funeral of him running; and he’s very important to me even if I never got to know him. Whenever I think about meeting him, actually seeing him or talking to him, I feel happy.
[I’m imagining how your auntie would feel if she heard how you were talking about her here. Does she know how special she is to you?]