The Saturday Morning Post: Happy Birthday to my Sister

There a few milestones that lead to me remembering my sister's birthday.  The two times my family visited the Grand Canyon when I was a child, were on her birthday.  She is a little older than I am, we have disagreed over it being one year or two years. She is two years older than I am in the few months between her birthday and mine.

Being a few months apart in age, our lives are intertwined.  She was a couple of years ahead of me in school.  She got married the same spring I finished high school.  Then we went a couple of different ways, she stayed in Michigan, and I moved to Florida.  I didn't see much of her for 30 years, then she moved to Florida to care for our parents in the last few years of their lives.  I will be forever grateful for everything she did to empower our parents to live and die in their home, as they wished.   

The last year has been a challenging one for her.  Her husband died from cancer last fall, her beloved wonder dog died a few weeks later, she has moved to be nearer to her kids.  She has settled in, is doing work she enjoys, and is close enough to see her two sons often.  

I wish her a very Happy Birthday, and a peaceful and happy year to come.