October 12 was the 3rd anniversary of my sister’s death. I still miss my sister after three years. But she wasn’t just a sister to me. She was 15 years old when I was born. And she was like a second mother to me. When I was young I even...
Both of my sisters are much older than I am. One was already married and had her own daughter by the time I was born. There is a twenty year age difference between us (almost to the day.) She is also the one that I’m most like. My other...
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My name is Jennifer and I’m a mid-life blogger who wants to inspire other empty nesters to follow their visions, connect with their creativity and try new things. Read More