Days like these are never easy for me. I'm always the one who gets down on birthdays and on the anniversaries of our loved ones who've passed away. It just never seems to get easier for me like it does my Sisters. Sometimes I wish it would. I wish I could be them sometimes.
Twenty three years ago my little Sister passed away. (you can click the link to read her story) It's never an easy day for me, even more so today. I'm an emotional wreck. I wish that I was home so I could go to the cemetery, I know that I would probably feel better if I could. Most of my family doesn't go to my Mom's or Sister's graves. I understand their reasons, we all cope differently.
I'm hoping that by putting these words down here will help today easier for me. I've got a lot of homework to get done before tomorrow and I need my mind in the right spot.
I miss you Sissy. I wish you were still here. I wonder what you'd be like at 36. I wonder what your children would look like. I wonder about so much. I love you.