This is a treasured photo of my little sister and I in front of our house in Vanderhoof, BC. I must be about seven years old here. That means my sister is about two. I have always adored my sister and admired her ability to horde her Halloween treats for months and months - providing me with a secret stash of goodies to pilfer from.

My sister is my shining example of how siblings can be born five years apart and still be close enough to be friends throughout their lives.

My sister is beautiful, graceful and lovely.

My sister lives too far away.

I miss my sister.