I look into her eyes. My forehead wrinkles as my lips frown and then begin to quiver. Tears begin to slowly flow down my cheeks. In an instant my going to miss you tears change to a stream of wildly flowing tears and my quivering lip changes to full on balling. The whirl wind three days we spent with my husband’s sister and her family had made unforgettable memories…
our girls very first trip to the ocean
a trip to Time Square
our girls conquering their fears and both taking their first jumps of a diving board and conjuring more courage and blowing our minds as they then took turns going down the slide
These Long Island memories are just the highlights of the memories that rush through my head as my heart is flooded with emotions fueling my tears.
Not only is she a fantastic sister-in-law, she is full of wit, sass, a contagious zest for life, a infinitely generous heart, is loving and has a smile and a sparkle in her eye that lights a room… she is amazing. She is a part of our life that distance steals from us. We are going to miss her deeply. I take one final squeeze before we release each other from our embrace. I take a deep breath and try to wipe away the flow of tears long enough to say good-bye. I walk to the car with my family. I get in and as we wait for our girls to buckle their seatbelts I look at my husband and smile. I wrap my arms around him and we both start to cry. No matter how much I will miss her the heartache of having a sister that lives 1000 miles away is crushing and leaves a hole that no amount of phone calls, emails or texts can fill.
“I’m really going to miss her,” he muffles from inside our hug.
“Me too.”
