Emotional stuff.

This past week has been hard and emotional. Lots of memories been stirred. Lots of heartache revisited. Sunday was my eldest sister’s birthday. I would normally have rung Georgina, sent flowers and chocolates. I can hear her now, ‘Oh, they are nice but you shouldn’t have done that’. Never one to make a fuss, about anything really. She was a very straight person, said it as it was, appreciated the truth and knew that she would always have that from me.We chatted often and she would never take sides and I never expected her to. She never complained about her illness or anything . She bore it all in a very stoical manner. But no longer. Two years ago, she lost her fight against cancer. She had the disease 20 years ago and we all thought it had gone for good. But sadly it came back, in her liver and she…