Almost a year and a half ago I lost my oldest sister. I miss her dearly and reach for the phone constantly. I miss our chats, and our fights, and our giggles. Tomorrow I am going to attempt to do a task I have been putting off for this past 18 months.
Nobody should have to go through their sister’s things and decide what to do with them. She lovingly acquired it all. Does it get sent to Goodwill? A women’s shelter? Can I bear to let it go? Thankfully, I will not be alone. My wonderful middle sis will be with me. She is coming up from states away to help me do this. I only hope we can get through the day without to many tears. Hopefully, we will only remember the funny stories of our youth, when the big sister orchestrated all of our fun; and told us what to do and how to do it.
She isn’t here to tell us what to do anymore. It is upon us to make those choices and those decisions. I hope we are moving on the way she would like us to.
I sure miss her.