Three years ago today I took the last pictures of sissy and me together. She was laying on the couch, so sick and hurting so badly from the cancer. She knew it was her last Christmas and as much as I tried to keep that thought at bay I knew it was too. I kept taking picture after picture of us together, trying to get one where our eyes weren't so sad. I finally gave up after about five or six.
It has been about 2 years and 11 months since I looked at those last photos.