The Second Of November

My sister would have been 29 today. There's really no other way to say it, rather than it's weird. I don't like that she's gone. It's been eleven years. I was six years older than her. We rarely got along. I'm jealous when I see my friends interact with their siblings as adults. That is a relationship I will never know. That's hard. Admitting that is hard.

Happy Birthday Kath.

Love,
Kris