Sometimes when one person is missing,
the whole world seems depopulated.
[lamartine]
My little sister (and only one) is on the other side of the world. I miss her horribly. I didn't think I would miss her near as much as I have, but it seems like there is a hole in my family.
I miss the emo playing from the stereo at night. I miss the nights where she bangs down the stairs to use the bottom bathroom and then stops in for a chat. I miss the nights where I have to make sure she's not out as I lock the door. I miss dinner conversations where she laughs out so honestly, or tries to hurry my brother's minute by minute diatribe along.
I found myself thinking about her as I drove to work. I started to cry, for no apparent reason other than I miss her, and thinking about that now, the tears well up in my eyes again.
My world feels depopulated of the one person I miss the most. Come home safe, we miss you and love you, Chris.
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