Two Years Later...It Still Doesn't Feel Real

 Two years...the video posted by my niece is over ten minutes long, but it only took a few seconds to realize the time since my baby sister passed on this day two years ago has been both an eternity and, at the same time, passed in the blink of an eye.

Death warps time.

Sometimes, it doesn't feel real.

Life is unfair, at times. That is the way of it. Losing a sister only a few years into her fifties isn't fair. Just as her children were having children of her own, just after marrying her life's love, she's taken from those who love her most and who she loved the most. In the past three years there's been a lot of unfairness spread liberally across the globe, and our family was not spared the pain.

We miss our sister/mother/grandmother/spouse/friend. There's a hole that cannot be filled--simply impossible--because they only way to fill the hole of grief is for the person to be returned, and that's not possible, at least, in this life.

Two years...the video posted by my niece is over ten minutes long. Ten minutes is hardly enough to conjure all the memories you and a sibling have shared for decades. I'm glad they gathered the photos and posted them for all left behind. I'm glad Tara called me brother. I'm glad the memories are painful, because that means she was so loved.