It has been a little over a year since my sister passed away and I am still dealing with it. I really haven’t talked to anyone about it so I decided that I would write a short story about her and what she meant to me. I think I want to write about a little of what it was like having her in my life and the impact knowing her had on me.
I think I would include how my eldest sister and I talk now since our middle sister is gone. I think we are closer now than we have ever been. It is still a journey as we haven’t spent a lot of time together.