It just hit me that we are fast approaching War Eagle Weekend! I knew it was coming, but it seemed kind of abstract and in the distance. Ken and I have been getting away and going crafting for many years. We started out going after my sister went, then the next year we made it a yearly adventure with Janet and T.J. I always miss him, but War Eagle time makes me ache just a bit more. The four of us had such great times together and could find joy in being together. I miss him so much. He fought cancer for 11 years, but you wouldn't know it. He talked about his disease as if it were a trip to Walmart. He is my hero. My baby sister is another hero. She held everything together for T.J. managing his health, managed her breast cancer, went to school during this time to change careers, and kept in touch with family and friends. She has been a big help to Ken and I during my care and just one of my biggest champions. My sister is a strong special woman. Wow!
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