I only had one sibling, my sister. She was older than me and when we were growing up I idolized her. As adults we went through a time of estrangement. I guess that just happens sometimes. I'm so glad that for the last five years of her life we were able to have the love of our sister. The last Christmas of her life she gave me a vase with hummingbirds on it. We both loved hummingbirds. She always had a yard full of them in the Summer. It wasn't an expensive vase, we usually just got little remembrances for each other at Christmas, but I cherish that vase. It has had a place on my dresser since she gave it to me in 2003. Through the years I've picked that vase up hundreds of times to dust it and the surface beneath it. Today I picked it up and if felt her presence so near me it seemed like I could touch her. The ones we love never really leave us, they linger near in memories and in their essence, sometimes even in a fleeting moment from inanimate objects. Click here to post or read comments.
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