A week ago my sister, P, finished her four year struggle with ALS. I don't know how she maintained her level of dignity, humor, and just plain sanity throughout. Her husband, S, supported her as very few spouses would. Theirs was the definition of love and commitment. My parents are holding up well. I drove up to get them, took them to S & P's house and then back to their home afer the memorial service and then back up to their place Sun AM. I knew they'd want to see their church family but wanted to be there if it was too much for them. Silly me. That's where my sister got her strength and resolve. And her sense of love.
I'll miss you and always be thankful you were my sister and my friend.