My big little sister, not big in size, just taller than me went home this week. The old saying that "time flies" and "all good things come to an end" rang loud Monday morning. As I drove her to the airport, I contemplated a kidnapping, however, the wrath of my brother-in-law came to my mind. He's bigger and badder than me, so I kept the course.
Departures are never easy for us, especially the older we get. We never know what tomorrow will bring. So for now, I hold onto the memories.
As I dropped her off & through tearful eyes, I could see for one last time my big little sister, with a big suitcase and huge smile turn and wave. A piece of my heart departed this week. Thank you Sissy, I'll keep the note forever.
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