What I remember is her smile.  My Big Sis had a smile that could melt your heart.  And Boy could she cook. She was everyone's personal chef. If Dee didn't know how to make it, should would find out.  She loved cooking for her family and friends.

She was responsible for all the major meals, thanksgiving, christmas, birthdays and so on.  Everyone wanted to go to her house to eat and help prepare meals.  My favorite times was when she brought us together to make thanksgiving dinner.  She put her foot into it. Giving each dish the love she gave to us.

When I could no longer get around, she made my plate for me and brought it to me.  Making sure I ate also.  When I couldn't wash myself, she did that also.  I loved her so much. The trouble with love is we never let the people we truly love know how much they mean to us.  I would give anything to tell her that right now.

To let her know that she meant the world to me.  That I was sorry for any pain I caused her. I would give my right foot to see her, hear her speak, curse at me something. 

But alast, that time will have to wait until God bring us together again, because I know that she is there with him and that she is no longer in pain or hurting.
 I didn't get to see my sister before she passed and that I will always regret.

Take care of my big sister God use her heart, kindness and love to help others feel what she always made me feel.  Loved!