Dear Vanillaheart,

So sorry, I feel your pain at losing your sister, you seem to have understood

her well, that is a Blessed thing. You see I had a sister who lived on a river..

and I didn't get to know or trust her very well.. that is the saddest thing of all.

I couldn't believe she could just bow her head and die.  The thoughts of the two

of you sitting on her front porch steps watching the moon rise over the Ohio river

seeing it shimmer on the moving water makes me imagine I had been sitting there

with the two of you, sharing that special moment in memory that lasts forever. 

Sisterhood is a precious silken cocoon binding the hearts, love and memory with

DNA into a special  unit  where no one else can fit...  it belongs only to those

special ones,  those sisters three. 

This is a sacred, loving tribute to your lost one and it floods my heart with

tears of remorse that I didn't have a relationship like yours with my lost sister,

it was beautiful..

Thank you for nurturing my heart with greater understanding... to get that

close to my lost sister..