Dear Sister,
My car broke down today. I was on my way to an early morning appointment when lights started to flash that shouldn't flash, and gauges read numbers that are not good. It's OK...I called AAA and was towed to the shop, and I am happily on my way (in my inlaw's van).
But still, it made me think of you. Sitting in the car, listening to the sleet hit the metal roof (yep...nasty weather, too) I wanted to pick up the phone and dial your number. You would answer, and I would say, "I am moving to Australia!" You would respond by telling me that they have "Terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days in Australia, too!" and then we would talk until the tow truck arrived. I would pour out my frustrations to you, and you would listen without trying to fix anything; just listen. I miss that.
It is amazing how the ordinary things seem to amplify your absence. I bought some herbs for cooking at the store today...will herbs always remind me of you? Will I ever listen to frogs croaking and not reach for my phone (I removed the frog ringtone from your number)? Is there going to be a time when I can picnic by the lake without feeling like something is missing?
I think that rather than mope around for the afternoon, I should be constructive...but first I think I will have a cup of tea and a good cry! After that I promise not to whine anymore. I know you wouldn't want me rolling in self pity unless you could be here to enjoy it with me.
I love...I miss you...Tell Jesus I said thanks for everything!
Your Little (slightly mopy) Sister!
My car broke down today. I was on my way to an early morning appointment when lights started to flash that shouldn't flash, and gauges read numbers that are not good. It's OK...I called AAA and was towed to the shop, and I am happily on my way (in my inlaw's van).
But still, it made me think of you. Sitting in the car, listening to the sleet hit the metal roof (yep...nasty weather, too) I wanted to pick up the phone and dial your number. You would answer, and I would say, "I am moving to Australia!" You would respond by telling me that they have "Terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days in Australia, too!" and then we would talk until the tow truck arrived. I would pour out my frustrations to you, and you would listen without trying to fix anything; just listen. I miss that.It is amazing how the ordinary things seem to amplify your absence. I bought some herbs for cooking at the store today...will herbs always remind me of you? Will I ever listen to frogs croaking and not reach for my phone (I removed the frog ringtone from your number)? Is there going to be a time when I can picnic by the lake without feeling like something is missing?
I think that rather than mope around for the afternoon, I should be constructive...but first I think I will have a cup of tea and a good cry! After that I promise not to whine anymore. I know you wouldn't want me rolling in self pity unless you could be here to enjoy it with me.
I love...I miss you...Tell Jesus I said thanks for everything!
Your Little (slightly mopy) Sister!
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