RMR

Seven years ago today I had to make the most agonizing decision of a lifetime, turning off life support to my husband.  I stretched it out to the last minute but finally the time came at 11:00pm. 

Bob and I were together for 20 years.  He brought joy, laughter, tears, heartache and everything in between.

I have been blessed with a wonderful life since then but I will always treasure the time we had together.

My Sister

I've been wanting to take the time all week to write about my sister, Teresa.  We are not related by blood, we are, like many families, put together through circumstances.

We shared a bedroom growing up...I remember when she first came to live with us how pissed off I was that I was giving up MY room.  She wanted to paint the walls pink, I wanted to paint the walls mint green....I think we settled on some sort of cream/off white.  I sat up all night reading, she wanted the lights off (so I sat in the closet with a flashlight and called into NPR on my Princess dial phone to express my 10 years of age opinion on Richard Nixon).  She had a total different set of friends, goals, life expectancies.  We played practical jokes on each other...I tied her foot to the bed one night and she couldn't figure out why she couldn't get out of bed to go to the bathroom. She poured ketchup in my shirt drawer 2 layers deep.  She and my brothers threw firecrackers at me and a date from the roof...I think it was her idea! :) 

But, for the last several years, we talk almost everyday, usually an hour or so.  And it is a wonderful part of the day.  If you had asked me 30 years ago if we would be able to talk every day as we do I would have said "No, we have nothing in common".  She has been my friend, rock, confident and at the worst time of my life, my protector.

I love you and thank you for everything you are to all of us in our family and extended family.