Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to one and all! May we never forget the true meaning of this season.
This day is a bittersweet one for my family. My little sister, Shaundrea, was born on Christmas day. She would be 28 this year. She passed away in 2004 September. Each year life gets easier, but things will never be the same. We have new traditions for this day since she left. In stead of sitting and waiting FOREVER for her to open her birthday gifts, we go to the cemetery to visit her grave site. We listen to a poem that Sharla writes each year to celebrate our sister. We each take a moment to talk about what we are thankful for. My mother won't ever forget the daughter she lost and on her birthday it's just a bit more difficult. The day is happier since Taylour joined our lives and each year it's easier and easier to deal with the reality we've been dealt. I miss my sister very much. I am thankful that she was in our family for the brief time she was with us.