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I told myself enough already but I can’t seem to or want to stop writing about sister number 3. It’s like an outlet for me, my mobile to talk to her, and about her. Obviously, I miss my Sinnavan. I miss my daily phone calls with her. I miss her voice. I miss her laugh, […]

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It is what it is

My husband and I lit two candles on 15 May for sister number 3. As did my siblings and family. To mark her leaving us. I know … WHAT? This cannot be but it is. Even as I lit the candle, I was saying this is not right, this cannot be. It cannot be but […]

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