Gathering Flowers

I missed her birthday

July 19, 1942 

Yesterday would have been her 70th

  She passed away many years ago at a much younger age than was her right to do,

 but the choice wasn't in her hands. 

What was in her hands was what she did with her life 

 While we disagreed on  many things, we did agree that to sit idle was not an option

 We both had such energy that had to put into something

....anything....

but that energy had to be used - used to think or read or create....teach, ride horses, run, skip rope, dance or gather flowers from the garden. 

I gathered flowers from my garden this morning

 and thought about my sister.