At first I did not want to write anything.
Then I thought, well, it's a part of your life, it deserves to be mentioned. I wrote and rewrote. I deleted a veritable thesaurus of grief; I wanted precious sentences about pain and the cessation of pain. Then I wanted to say sisters come in many different shapes and sizes. Also I thought I'd write about London, Nicaragua, mojitos and high-heeled shoes. How some people make you a better person, how life is harder when they are taken away, and how the world is not right. I thought about orphans, and loneliness. I wrote a lot.
It went on and on. Then I thought, this blog is about saying as much as I can in as few words as possible.
So here it is: courage, and grace.
And this will have to do.