Sister Heart

I have another memory to add to my list.  Yesterday, in the middle of training a group of amazing teachers, I checked my phone to see a list of missed calls and text messages.  I knew deep down something was wrong, just like 6 years ago when I received a similar call from my dad.  I was driving down the road nine months pregnant.  He told me to pull over.  I can still see the house in my mind where I stopped and heard the news that my mother was dead.

This time, as I waited for Chris to pick up the phone, I wound my way down into the bowels of an old church and found myself in a ripped apart bathroom.  It smelled like an old church and bleach.  The news was that my sister was dead.  This is coming as a total shock. 

My dad and I are completely lost.  I want to thank those of you who have already reached out to me and those of you who I know will and I may not get back to very quickly. 

So much loss...