For my sister

26 years ago, I watched behind a screen door as Mum and Dad pulled out of the driveway and headed to the hospital. I’ll be honest, I was 4 years old and afraid of becoming irrelevant in a family that already had three vivacious boys bouncing off the walls. I wasn’t very happy about yourContinue reading “For my sister”

October 19th.

This is how it will go; the rest of the afternoon and evening will be simple. It is exactly how any birthday is to be spent in our home. I know I will miss it, but I do not yet know the pain of how much.