This coming Wednesday will be exactly 4 years ago that my sister passed away. I still miss her.

It happened very quickly. We learned she had cancer and 2 weeks later she was gone. I did have a chance to speak to her several times before she passed away and the last thing we said to each other was that we love one another.

My mother spent more time with her than I did after I got married and started my family so she tells me stories of the adventures they used to have together. I'm glad to hear those stories but I feel guilty at the same time because I didn't spend more time with her.

I did make it a point to ask her to stay with me and my family whenever she visited, which was about once or twice a year. Those were nice times and I'm glad we had them.