HAPPY: I have the best sister. Well, she’s kind of warped but she’s my favorite sister. (I only have one sister.) My mom used to tell us when we were young. “Your friends will come and go but your family will always be there.” (We grew up affiliating with military personnel who were constantly moving.) We have always been close except the one time I slugged her. Anyways, I LOVE her like she was my own sister. I mean she is my sister for real but she is the one who truly understands me most and is the one person I would have chosen for a sister if I had been given a choice. She knows I can’t be mushy without joking about it.
The kids gave her this picture for Christmas.
SAD: On New Year’s Day, I went out to the gravesite. It was exactly a year. Still miss her alot.
She should be here so I could hug her and show her my garden because she loved gardens and flowers and me the most.
