These are my sisters. I am only related to the one on the left, Becky. She is my closest relative and I love her with all my heart. The other two are my sister’s lifelong friends Stacey in the middle and Lavada on the right. At some point, the combination of time, familiarity and friendship goes beyond the boundary of friends and they become family.
Stacey passed this morning. I was stunned to hear the news. I just listened to Becky’s heart break on the phone as she shared the news. I just sat there with my mouth agape. She said something I thought was profound: Her best day was our worst day. I tried to go back to work and in the middle of a conference call, the water words started.
