My sister Carol's funeral was yesterday and today. What an honor to be her little brother. She leaves a legacy I do not deserve but will always cherish. I had the blessings of the two best big sisters ever and now they are together again in heaven. It's true you don't truly appreciate anything or anyone fully until they are gone. I am overwhelmed with emotion as I write this late at night in a hotel room in Phoenix with my three daughters and wife all asleep. My only time alone with my thoughts in days. I see so much of her in my daughters that it almost freaks me out. I see her genius expressed through them in three different ways. Passion, toughness, brightness, beauty, humor, whit, creativeness, brave, brilliance, sensitive, intuitive and a hell of a lot smarter than I could have ever hoped to be. My last days with her were a few weeks ago. I stayed with her over Labor Day and hung out with her and her family. We took a few naps together and once I woke up to see her staring at me and she smiled and said, "you look so much like Dad I wasn't sure there for a little while." Now I get it. It wasn't that she wasn't sure if it was me or him. It was that she wasn't sure if she was here or there.
This has been really hard. Alone I would not have made it. Who am I kidding? I'm never alone.
