Between 20 January and 24 February each year life gets a little emotionally bumpy.
The 20 January is my big sister's birthday. The 24 February is the anniversary of her death.
My sister taught me a lot of things; three unit maths, gin rummy, how to ride a bicycle. Her death taught me a lot of things; bad things happen to good people, hug the ones you love, happiness is hard work.
So I'd like to pay a tribute to all those I love and whom love me.
My entire family in all it's shapes and forms, my dear friends, lovely L.
I miss my sister. I am blessed to have had her and to know and be close to so many other wonderful people.
(Usual cynicsm will doubtless resurface shortly.)
The 20 January is my big sister's birthday. The 24 February is the anniversary of her death.
My sister taught me a lot of things; three unit maths, gin rummy, how to ride a bicycle. Her death taught me a lot of things; bad things happen to good people, hug the ones you love, happiness is hard work.
So I'd like to pay a tribute to all those I love and whom love me.
My entire family in all it's shapes and forms, my dear friends, lovely L.
I miss my sister. I am blessed to have had her and to know and be close to so many other wonderful people.
(Usual cynicsm will doubtless resurface shortly.)
posted by Susan at 5:53 PM
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