Denise, I cannot deny that now that I am without you, I not only feel deprived of my sweet middle sister, but I feel I have a hole inside myself, that was you. We shared 58 years of love, pain, secrets, and regular "I love you more" texts. Right now your death is a vast canyon I cannot even begin to see across.
I know eventually, this loss will lesson. That love and fond and silly memories will push out the pain. But Sis, right now I am fountain of "I miss you tears", and my only source of consolation is knowing we are connected by spirit forever and ever. I love you Sis~