August 10, 1999.
That was the day my amazing little sister Courtney died.
She was 24.
She was compassionate and funny.
It's been 9 years today and I cannot believe how time flies. I remember so clearly the day it happened. It is one of the most vivid memories I have. That is probably because the shock was so great and so profound.
Each year it comes and each year it goes, and it just doesn't seem to get easier. It doesn't take my breath away like it used to, but I still get that knot in my throat and that dull ache in my heart.
So, today, I just want to remember her. I am grateful for all of the memories I have of her, but oh how I wish there would be opportunities for new ones.
Here are just a few pictures...
Easter egg hunt, rocking some awesome outfits:
Courtney was an identical twin:
Here are the twins all grown up:
Courtney, you are missed. So much.