But not forgotten.
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| Pat at 6 - the number of years since she died |
I have written other blogs on the theme, but every year on several dates those that I have “loved and lost” come to mind. Some years are harder than others and no matter how often I repeat “they are not entirely gone as long as someone remembers that they once lived and were loved” there are moments when that remains simply what it is: a trite phrase.
Today is one such and if I still feel that I was honored and privileged to be there when my little sister took her last breath, I still wish that she were here.
It was a different day, neither totally sad, nor totally normal.
I wandered around doing errands – and found myself eating (of all things) a burrito in her honor and remembering how good the ones were locally in her old town.
Pat – you are no longer physically here – yet you are always present in our hearts. RIP
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