Nothing to Say

Five years ago today, my sister died.

I don't have a touching post for you. I won't be sharing my favorite memories or telling you what I've learned. I don't have words for how I feel; I don't have useful lessons or helpful advice.

Sometimes it's horrible. Sometimes it's quiet. It's always there.

I miss you, Al.

Raise a glass tonight, will you?

Oseh shalom bim'romav hu ya'aseh shalom aleinu v'al kol Yisrael. V'imru amein.