This morning I was gazing down from my sitting room window to the snow covered earth below. How many times have I looked out this window? How many seasons have passed? It seems only yesterday when I was little and I shared this very room with my sister. Her side of the room was always messy, and my half, as neat as a pin. She used to throw pillows at me in the night, hoping to stop me from snoring. Funny, but I never got mad at her. Sometimes she could be so mean...and still, I don't think I ever raised my voice to her.
After she grew up and went to college she never came home again. Oh...she'd stop in from time to time, but..she was never...quite...here with us. It's been 40 years since we shared anything as intimate as this room.
Last week she died. I never had a chance to say goodbye to her...not then when she left, and no time in between visits. So today I say farewell to you Lauren...I hope you find some measure of peace in your soul, at long last.
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