Today is three years... three years that Cindy left us and there isn't a day that goes by that I am not reminded of her or miss her. I woke up at 2:29am this morning, which is when I got the phone call three years ago from my mother. She simply said "She's gone", and my world changed.
I woke up this morning, took a look around my dark room, quietly sat up and just sat there. Eventually I fell back to sleep but for that brief moment, Cindy woke me and it was ok. Its more then just missing here, its that everything is so very different then it should be. There are so many things that got affected with her death and I know I cannot control them, and I know I can't change them... so I'll just keep a quiet little thought..
"You're missed in more ways then one, and by so many people."
Always in my heart, thoughts and tongue....
Your sister,
Sherry
