Because all I have are memories of her

 
 


In loving memory of my sister.  Today would have been another birthday, but instead I pause and wonder.  I wonder what she would look like or if she would have had children.  I just have the thoughts of wonder and bits of faded memories.  I remember her humor and big smiles.  And then I know there are the lost memories.  The memories that I can only imagine have gone away because of grief.  Grief is hard and it sneaks in and clouds the moments.  So while I wonder, I remember what I can, and always try to pick a bouquet of flowers to honor her birthday.   This year's flowers were chosen for her unique and creative personality with a little mix of blue hydrangea love to add a touch of the new grief of losing a grandson this past year.

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