Sheila, July 2011
My sister Sheila, who died unexpectedly last August, would have turned 56 years old on the 1st of March.
Sheila was born in a leap year, barely missing making her appearance on February 29th. This leap year, all of the remaining sisters were together on Sheila’s birthday.
We’re a large group; 14 years separate the oldest and the youngest in our family. That’s practically a generation! We are each unique, and different in many ways from our siblings. On the surface, looking at our lifestyles, politics, careers and interests, it sometimes seems surprising that we all grew up in the same household. Within that household, we all formed different bonds with our brothers and sisters. Each of us carries individual memories of Sheila, based on our own relationship with her.
We all loved her. We all miss her. This year – with laughter and tears and lots of good memories – she was a part of our happy time together.