Remembering Jane
As I sit here sipping my second cup of coffee of the day, I'm thinking of my sister, Jane. Today is her birthday. She would have been 53 years old. She died when she was 26. :( I'm lucky to have many happy memories of growing up together, and, am smiling as I think of some of them today.
I think I will cast on a project in her favorite color, red, in her honor.
Happy Birthday, Janie. In my mind and heart, I am giving you a big hug.
2 comments:
And Jane was lucky to have you, a sister so loving, so nurturing, so geentle and kind!
That's wonderful that you have such nice memories of her.
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