Feb 25, 2020 18:58
[my oldest sister, standing in the photo in my icon, is on the far right]
I do feel sad about her dying. A lot. It's weird, b/c it's not even, "I am so sad for her kids & my other sister...." No: it's just missing her. Sad she's gone. Just sad. Even though she & I didn't live in the same STATE from the time I was, maybe, 15 until.... Well, a year & a half or so when I was in my late 20s, then she moved on.
I wish I could text to our other sister, M, every time this comes up, but... who the fuck wants to read that? And M never likes getting letters from me (I learned my lesson decades ago - M seemed to think that I just wrote letters to make myself sound smart).
On a Tangentially-related note, I was driving home tonight &, thinking about my 52nd birthday tomorrow, I realized that E had lung cancer when she reached her 52nd birthday. She didn't know it yet; would find out about 2 months later (she turned 52 in late Jan. & found out about the cancer in late March).
And other death thoughts that I won't go into.
I changed the subject line from "E" to her name because I don't think we have to worry that anyone's going to steal her identity.
family,
life