Happy Birthday, Sweet Missy

It always surprises me, the deep ache in my chest when I wake up on June 11th. As if my body knows that a little bit bigger piece of my heart is missing on this day.

We went to the cemetery last night, as we do every year for her birthday.  Mom made a wonderful dinner of her favorite foods then we brought flowers and balloons.  Every year we each write a message on a balloon and release it into the sky.  This year, as they flew away, Cici said "We should probably sing Happy Birthday!" So we did. 

 Happy birthday, my sweet, baby sister.  I miss you every single day.

xoxo