Remember to Love
Well...Friday we buried by sister. This wasn't planned. This wasn't supposed to happen. But then - we aren't the ones in charge and sometimes we have to be reminded of that. sigh.
My sister Lisa was one of those truly kind and generous souls. She never had a bad word to say about anyone, and was the prime example of "what would Jesus do?". She loved much and easily, and I can only hope to learn and live from her example. Her children showed some great stuff at the funeral Friday. I was very impressed by how well the whole thing came together, how they held together (for the most part) - most of us siblings would have been emotional wreaks. I mean, I WAS an emotional wreak most of the morning. But by the time we got to the cemetery, I was calm.
She's in a much happier place now, with mom and Steve and Steph. I'm sure they are running around with much to do.
I just know we're going to really miss her.
Love ya, sis. See you later.