Monday, September 22, 2008

Bittersweet Day

At this time of year I can't help but reflect on my sister, Wendy, who died 29 years ago (yesterday - I was thinking it was the 21st today when I posted this morning) at the tender age of 21. Today is a rainy day here so it adds to the melancholy we feel. Faith allows us to know that she is in a good place but we forever miss her presence with us here. One day when I get my photos scanned I will be able to add a picture of this forever young, beautiful sister who left us way too soon and left a hole that can never completely be filled.


  1. I'm so sorry. I want to say something helpful, but ... there's nothing. I'm sorry it was a hard day...

  2. Sorry, Mom. That just sucks. I was very young when she died, but I remember feeling cheated out of my chance to get to know her in this life. I was very very happy to be able to wear her wedding dress, though, and have felt connected to her a little through that ...
    It does remind me to be very grateful for my own sisters. I am, like, Seriously-So-Blessed to have them both in my life!! :)


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