In Loving Memory Of My Sister Sherrie

  

Sherrie was my baby sister and with the two of us only being 18 months apart in age we were always very close.  We did everything together that sisters do and more.  Growing up we were inseparable. Even after she married and moved away things did not change,we still remained very close.  She was my best buddy.  We had a nickname for each other "Tursey"... it was a name just between sisters that meant more than sister.  It was what we always called each other and it was usually in a silly voice.

Sherrie was traveling on the road with her husband in Lake City, Florida at the time of her death on August 18, 2006.  Her death came as a shock to us all.  I find myself asking...What am I going to do now that she is gone?  There is a deep void in my heart that no one else can fill.  There is a big part of me missing now that she is gone.  As I sit and reflect the memories come flooding in.  I know one day I will be glad for all the memories but now they cause so much pain and turmoil.    I do not know of any bad times because there was so much good times.   I will miss all the times we spent together laughing and teasing and playing jokes on each other.   She will not be there to remind me the things I did to her and my brother as a child or how I never seemed to remember the times I was the instigator.  She was the best sister in the world!  I couldn't have had a better one.    I will miss our talks.  She was  always there if I needed her no matter what.   Somehow I must find the courage to go on without her.  Humanly I do not know how to accomplish this but I do know God will be my strength.  If I could only talk to her one more time to tell her how much I loved her and how much she really meant to me just to make sure she knew.  I know in my heart she knew but still I wish to talk to her one more time.  I know if we all knew how things were to turn out we would all wish that we could turn back the clock to change something or make it different.  To make that last phone call.  To say things we meant to tell them.   It saddens me to think she may have felt she was second best but in reality she was number one to so many.  As I look back on her life I see that and she never really was sure of herself or had much confidence in her abilities.  She never realized that she could soar to unlimited heights.  There were missed opportunities to tell her so.  Thinking of the holidays and special occasions that she will not be here to share it with it saddens me.  We were always putting our heads together and making plans. 

My only prayer is that she knew that it was her time and made everything right.  None of us never know when it is going to be our time to go.  It can happen in an instant and if you wait it could be too late.  I think we always have to stay ready to go at a moments notice.  I remember the scripture where God tells us to let not the sun go down upon our wrath.  We never know when that may be our last word with someone we love.  I think we all have to try our best to live each day as it were our last...I love you Tursey!   Forever in my heart.  Forever missed.