Temple & Rory (1978)
"Sistah, you've been on my mind.
Sistah, we're two of a kind.
Sistah, I'm keeping my eye on you."
- Quincy Jones, The Color Purple (1985)
Today is Rory's birthday. My sister would have been 43 years old. We were born one year and four days apart - Irish twins. She's been gone 17 years now and I miss her every damn day. The pain of her loss, her companionship, her beauty, her naughty sense of humor - heck, I even miss fighting with her (and what wonderfully glorious battles we had!) - well the pain is always there, but feels especially painful on her birthday - we always celebrated our birthdays together. But Rory lives in my heart and memories; I see her in each of my children; and, because Mr. Gorgeous and I named our oldest after her, I get to say her name a thousand times every day. I miss you big-sis...
Vivre! Aimer! Rire!