Little Sister

Today my little sister has been gone for 17 years - she lived 16. It is some sort of a twisted milestone I suppose, I have now had to remember her for longer than I knew her. This day always makes me a little sad and I guess it probably always will. I know I am incredibly lucky, I had someone I loved so much that letting go has been so hard. I have a beautiful life and I know that too, she would be so proud of where I am and the things I have done. Sometimes knowing that isn't good enough and I just want to be able to call her and hear her beautiful laugh. Today is one of those days.