I know I didn’t post for a few days. That’s okay. My sister and I were enjoying the time with the future generation and keeping up with our own lives. At the same time we were reminiscing and missing our third compatriot – the “fun” sister.
Our middle sister was the spark of the family and she is sorely missed. As with many people, December is a bittersweet time. We are bombarded with joyful commercials touting giving and gifts, and yet we are well aware that something is missing.
So, we forge ahead, with love and memories to guide us. And I swear, this evening, my sister was behind me, touching my shoulder, giving me courage.
Peace and love spur us on!
I’m sure she was. A lovely tribute to her, hoping those cherished memories give you some peace.