Denise

Been thinking of my sister's death lately. Seems so many close to me go away. It is indeed, a pity.

I remember when I was 13 years old, I was very ill with tonsillitis. It was summer and we were the only two home at the moment. She drove me to the emergency room and held my hand the entire time. She then picked up my prescriptions as I cried in pain, and took me home. She cared for me until my mum arrived from work. She was such a good sister to me,... the brat.

... even though my mum always says that I am a very good girl, I know she was the angel.

I miss and love her.

Anyway, I did not go on vacation today due to a family emergency. It is ok though; I will go at some other moment.

Hugs,
Me