The Story of My Life~Blog everyday in May
What do you miss? (a person, a thing, a place, a time of your life...)
I am lucky to have 2 sisters.
Nancy is one of my sisters. Or was.
I don't know.
The last time I talked to Nancy was in February of 1997.
I was in Denver with a friend for the weekend and trying to get some visits in with family while showing my friend the sights. I visited with my Grandpa for the last time. I wanted to see my nieces and nephews, sister and brother. My sister was angry with my brother at the time and would not agree to all of us meeting at my brother's house. I was irritated and frustrated. I just wanted it to be easy. Nancy wanted to meet with me at a separate time and place. I declined. There was just no time. I will never recover from the regret of not seeing her. I never spoke with her again.
At some point between then and May 21 (when my grandfather died) Nancy and her 2 kids were placed in a domestic violence protection program. She has a new name. She has a new home
There are days that I accept never seeing her again. There are days I do not accept never seeing her again. Either way, I miss her.