of my sister Barbie.
My sister was killed one year ago today by a hit-and-run driver. She'd gotten up early (as usual) to walk her little dog. They were walking the crosswalk about 2 1/2 blocks from home (at 5:45 a.m.) when it happened.
It's still hard to believe that I can't just call her on the telephone. She has a wonderful family and I try to keep in touch.
There are no answers to "why" questions.
But I do know that we can continue to reflect on the favorite memories... of sister trips, family raising, growing up, etc. And we can miss her.
But in my heart of hearts, I know that our lives last but an instant compared to the infinity of time. And I know that there will be a grand reunion some day in the not-too-distant future.