Saturday, March 28, 2020
My sister Joan left many happy memories with our family. This is the memory I would like to share. My mom had her youngest baby my brother, who I miss every day, and Joan had her oldest daughter two days later. I was just 2 and a half years old. In the beginning all was well and being so little myself it all seemed very natural. Then a couple of years later, we 3 were playing outside
my mom's house when suddenly I realized my sister had a child of her own. I ran to the back of garage where my mom was hanging clothes crying hysterically. When my mom asked why, I told her that I was scared "Joanie" would never love me as she once did. My mother explained to me that my sister would never stop loving me as she did before. When Joan left us that day, I finally understood. I had 3 sisters who I adored, but Joan was different. I always wondered what was different. She truly was a second mother to me.
I love you Joan and miss you every day.
PS Years after that day in the yard, my mom told me you were on the side of garage and were crying too. Sorry!
PSS I want to thank you for telling me on our most recent visit, that you liked my eyebrows. I know you were just being kind I hope when we meet again they have faded. I love you!
