Today is the fourth anniversary of the day my eldest sister died... horrifically, but almost instantly, in a head-on collision on a highway in the westernmost province in this fair land.
It still doesn't seem like she's gone. I still feel like I should be able to call her up and chitchat whenever I feel the ESP waves... We did that a lot, she and I. One of us would call, and the other would say, 'I was just thinking of you...' It happened much too often to just be coincidence, and I do that with my youngest sister now, too.
We were very close... closer than most sisters... the best of friends...
The fun we had together, the talks, the love and tenderness, the mentorship in life that she gave me... all have made me who I am today.
Today... and every day... I miss her.
