I lost my sister to cancer in 1980. She died 3 days before her 40th birthday. She was 14 years older than I. When she died, I was 25 and we were just getting to know each other as adults. Her life was so different than mine. She was pregnant at 15, and married a different guy a couple years later. He ended up being an alcoholic and she was never able to have anything, but she stuck through it all. I still miss her.
I do have 5 sisters-in-law, but there are only two that are worth the time, one more than the other. At least she and I are pretty close.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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