Today, October 17th, is “Shannon day,” the day my sister died, eight years ago. When Shannon died, it was so unexpected, so traumatic, so tragic, so unbelievable, it sent my entire family reeling for years. Not only did we inherit our nephews and have a...
Birthdays and death anniversary days have been on my mind. Monday was my sister, Shannon’s, birthday. She would have been thirty-nine. Thirty-nine! It’s hard to imagine. She’s forever frozen in my memory at thirty-one.
My youngest sister, Miki, who died twenty-two years ago, is forever frozen...