On Jane’s 45th birthday I escaped for a few minutes in the early morning and sat at her graveside.  I had been there a few nights before and captured this photo of the sun setting through the clouds.  
I think she’s close.  I think she cares what we are doing and how we are feeling.  She was always worried when we worried.  She wanted to fight for us and with us and fix anything that was hurting us.  A quiet morning in a cool cemetery may not be the same as having my scrappy sister in my life, not even close, but it gives me peace and reminds me that we aren’t done with our relationship, it just looks different now.  I’d have her back in my life in a heart beat, but I’ll settle for these clouds and fleeting sun rays for now. 

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