Shine As You Soar

My dear sister, Liz, and me in 1972

Today it is one year since Liz crossed into eternity, and my heart is full of her. From the day of her birth she shone upon my life and moved my heart like pure grace. Not that she wasn't a scallywag sometimes--because she possessed intense spirit. She could stop my mind in its tracks, make me catch my breath, hold my feet to the fire. Her voice will never leave my heart. We complemented each other, and in so many ways she became my wisdom. I'd call her from the edge and she'd take my hand and lead me back to the center.

Be Well, my Sister. Shine as you soar.


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