Tomorrow I will fold the clean laundry strewn around the basement. Tomorrow I will wash the dishes and start cleaning out closets. I will organize the summer calendar, make some calls for Pampered Chef and maybe even go into school for a bit to clean my room. Tomorrow I will go the grocery store for more than a gallon of milk or a six pack of beer.
Tomorrow I will worry about those things, because today we buried my sister. Ever the drama queen, Cali died soon after midnight on May 14th, 2011. One year and one day after our mother passed. My sister J.J had arrived a couple hours before Cali died. J.J. brought with her her newborn daughter. They placed the baby in Cali's arms and I'm told Cali looked at the baby with an expression of sheer joy.
It seems the circle of life is very apparent in my family. Rarely do we mourn the passing of one family member without rejoicing at the birth of another. It is hard to believe Joni is gone. I've given all my family members nicknames on my blog in case someone outside starts reading me and my sisters have not asked for this attention. But today I will say her name. Today I mourn my sister Joni. When I was eight years old, she handed me The Little House on the Praire book. That day I read a book for pleasure for the first time. I have never stopped. I am an English teacher and she handed me my first book.
Good bye Joni. I love you.
Examining the big and little questions of life
About Me
- Gina
- I am a mom of two boys and a little girl. I have a great husband, Old Man, who occasionally drives me nuts. I grew up with five sisters and one brother. My mom and sister were been diagnosed with cancer during my last pregnancy. We eventually lost them both. I miss them. I teach special education in a middle school. I believe in God, really I do! But I do question and wonder and muse and such quite a bit.