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Liz. yet another year
The yearly Memorial project of Ynet is still enough to bring me to hysterical tears. And that's just by the headlines I could not really escape.
I even wrote my own mourning post for Liz, during the first several years. But I've stopped, since it just served to break my heart, and remind me of what we had lost. That was no stranger to me, not just my best friend little sister. She was - is - the closest thing to a little sister I ever had. I saw her every week, even if I did not meet Marina. We set and talked and laughed for hours together. I went shopping with her (more for herself than me). I helped her plan birthday presents for Marina. I kept in touch with her even after I left Haifa and started my M.A in BenGruion.
And than she is gone, just like that. And there was nothing left of her to bury.
You know, this kind of pain does not really fade down. You just learn to live with it. And that's as good as it will get.
I even wrote my own mourning post for Liz, during the first several years. But I've stopped, since it just served to break my heart, and remind me of what we had lost. That was no stranger to me, not just my best friend little sister. She was - is - the closest thing to a little sister I ever had. I saw her every week, even if I did not meet Marina. We set and talked and laughed for hours together. I went shopping with her (more for herself than me). I helped her plan birthday presents for Marina. I kept in touch with her even after I left Haifa and started my M.A in BenGruion.
And than she is gone, just like that. And there was nothing left of her to bury.
You know, this kind of pain does not really fade down. You just learn to live with it. And that's as good as it will get.