Smell the Coffee

It’s been a pretty tough three weeks. My sister Judy lost her battle with small cell lung cancer on February 16. She was only 50 years old.

Judy and I never got along when we were kids. I was four years older than she was and I didn’t want a little kid hanging around with me all the time so I constantly told her to get away from me. But like most little sisters, she kept coming back. We shared a room together for about a week, once. I guess I complained so much that my mom let me switch rooms. I was much happier sharing with my baby sister than Judy. Judy was messy; I was clean. She liked to take my things and play with them. I hated that.

But when we were older, Judy and I finally became friends. We still didn’t have a lot in common, but we could talk and have a good laugh together. And Judy loved to laugh. She had a good one! She was a good, kind soul and I miss her.

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