Normally, I don’t post a lot about my personal life. But today is different. Today is my dear sister’s birthday. My only sister, who we lost to Breast Cancer almost 4 years ago.
Carla would have been 51 today. She left behind two vibrant, funny and amazing boys.
Not only is this message a tribute, remembrance and acknowledgement to a wonderful woman who’s kindness and selflessness touched everyone she met, but a reminder to all of us to treat our health as the most precious gift you have ever received.
I’m saddened when I hear people complain about turning another year older. I guess I just don’t understand that way of thinking. I can’t imagine what my sister would have given to grow old.
Carla was 47 when she died and my father 57 when he died in 1991. Longevity is quite an accomplishment in this family. And even though admittedly I don’t wake up daily with a smile on my face, I am grateful for each day. Next time we approach our birthdays with anguish and resentment at aging, think for a moment of those who were never as lucky to grow older. There’s a reason birthdays are called celebrations.
Good Health to you all!
Happy Birthday Carla. We miss you every day.