It's gloomy outside today in Baltimore, even damp. Rain trickles down from time to time and the threat of snow for Thanksgiving has been handed down. I'm sad today, and happy to have been blessed by the life of my sister Mary. Today is her birthday, and she would be 42 if she had not taken her life that Thursday evening, in 1996. I miss her. I am a different person because she was in my life, and because she loved me so easily, she was my dearest friend. Best friends don't come easily though I have always had a few - best friends that are also sisters are a treasure to behold, and never replaceable. I have many sisters, and I love them all - I miss Mary and I always will.

I think I'm going to be single soon, is that so bad? Why does it cause so many tears to speak my truth? I wish only good things for you, even if it means to leave you, lest I destroy what joy you have left, or mine...

It's gloomy outside today and inside too.