Three years ago, July 10th, my sweet sister left for heaven. This week I have been thumbing through my journal of notes where I record special memories of her. Thoughts channel in and I try to capture them with words until I can make visual pages in my Sister Journal. The littlest thing can trigger a memory. Yesterday, it was the phone ringing. I try to fend off the blues by pulling up the things that fill me with joy. Like this:
Here's Bo....because he's part of my Shannon-Memory.
