Dear Past, Thank You For The Lessons.
Dear Future, I. Am. Ready.
(Dedicated with love and affection to all of the girls who never thought they were good enough)
My mother says I used to stand at the mirror on my tiptoes like a member of the Bolshoi Ballet kissing the glass.
The world was better when you were here.—KSR.
~~~On your birthday, April 11, my dear sister, I will not mention the murder, the mourning, the loneliness, or how much I miss you. I will only focus on a few of my favorite memories of our special times together.
Kay, My Soul-Mate Forever
All the precious words you and I have exchanged have found their way into the heart of the universe. One day they’ll pour on us like whispering rain helping us arise from our roots again. ~ Rumi
—-Several people have asked what I would have done differently after Kay’s murder.
—-Today I received a beautiful, unexpected gift.
A fellow Blogger & Artist, Totsymae , created a tribute on her page for
my sister, Kay…
And I wanted to share it with my dear readers.