My Sister

My sister Bonnie Gaye would have been 60 years old today (November 15). She passed away 29 years ago at the age of 31 from melanoma. She left behind 4 small children. She and I fought like cats and dogs growing up. We didn't have a close relationship until we were both grown and married, then it was cut short. Though she had a short life it was never boring. She always found things to laugh about, never met a stranger, always ready and willing to try new things. I miss her a lot and wish she were here teasing and laughing about getting old, but know she is much happier and watching over me with a smile and twinkle in her eye. Happy Birthday Nay Nay

I've gotten used to missing you,

My grief's begun to ease;

I don't sit down to write you notes

Or phone to shoot the breeze

.When in a crowd someone may laugh

Or sound a lot like you;

And then the pain will grip my heart

And flood my soul anew.

I've gotten used to missing you,

I'm learning day by day

To focus on good memories

And put the rest away.

On strong days I scan photographs

Of happy times we knew;

I picture Jesus in my mind

And place Him next to you.

I've gotten used to missing you,

And though it's been 29 years;

I still am just a thought away

From aching and from tears

But my sorrow will have an end,

So let the teardrops pour;

Until I'm once again with you

And the One who loves you more.