It is hard to believe that my sister is gone. It has been almost a month now and it still has not sunk in. I still reach for the phone expecting to call her. I would always call her and tell her what the kids were doing. I think of her whenever I go to the bookstore. Her favorite thing was to go to bookstores and get tons of books to read. For some reason, neither one of us were big on borrowing books from the library. I don't mind reading books that friends loan me, but my library card is lonely from unuse.
I cried the other day when my 5 year old showed me how she could ride her bike all by herself - with no training wheels. I was so sad because Tina would never get to see that. Although Tina was not into art herself, she was very supportive of what I did. She went to my gallery exhibits and would see what new thing I was doing when she was in town. I was kinda sad when we went to the local Japanese restaurant for sushi and noodles. That was something we always did together.
We were 8 years apart. We were never really close as some sisters are. We did not really talk about personal things. I think her friends knew more about her than I did. Since she was an adult, I did not pry. We did do things together and I would swear at her for spoiling my kids so much. She absolutely loved chocolate and everything she gave us would have something chocolate with it.