Ghostwriter
It would have been something she would have done if she was still with us. She’s not, so today I will go out in storm and I will build the snowman for him. I will be the one this year to witness a 60 year old man shed tears as he realizes that his little sister isn’t here to do it for him, but his big sister is doing her best to keep her memory alive and well. It seems so odd to me that many people don’t understand. Maybe they do and just realize that somehow a part of her spirit stays here with me.
I don’t understand all her choices and I miss her everyday. Still I will do everything in my power to keep her most important treasures here on earth with us.
I wish we could all play like children again.
