My sister is gone back home to Alabama. I feel like there is a hole now in my life. For the past month she has been everywhere I have been and I loved it. Now, there is no one waiting for me at home at lunch time. No suitcase under the desk. No hand constantly reaching to find mine while we walk side-by-side. No sister within my reach at any given moment. And I am sad. Sadder than I or my poor husband expected me to be, but I am grateful we had a month. So grateful for the shared experiences, the inside jokes, the spiritual growth. If the cost was a day of sadness - I will gladly pay. Bye Kayla. I will see you soon - and one day we will be in Heaven, where time won't matter - and where, if we are apart for a thousand years, we will have another thousand to catch each other up on what was missed. I love you.