They say time heals all things. I don’t believe that. I don’t think you ever heal from an unexpected loss. You learn to cope and move on but the hole will always be there.
Five years ago today my sister was taken from us way too early. She would have been 40 this past September. Instead of celebrating a milestone of birth, we are mourning a milestone of death.
Sometimes she would call at the worst time, forgetting she was in a different time zone. But she would always return our messages and spoke with us often. She survived colon cancer. She looked diversity in the face and told it to bring it on. She was a firecracker to say the least. But she was my only sister.
She wasn’t always the easiest person to get along with but she was still blood. She would talk with my kiddos on the phone a lot. I know Gregory had a hard time after her death. It was hard to mourn and watch the pain of not only my children but also my parents. You shouldn’t have to bury you child. So many people have.
There are more good days than bad now but sometimes I just want to hear her voice, see her infectious smile, or be drowned out by her laugh.
I don’t believe time can ever fill the void that is created when you lose someone. You do learn to move on and continue life but it is never the same.
I miss you little big sis.
Oily Minded Medic 