A Sad Anniversary

This poem was published on Facebook on January 10, 2015, the third anniversary of my sister CJ's death.  Wow, has it been 3 years already?  She was my very, VERY best friend.

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We didn’t grow up in a time when every kid had their own room.
We shared not just a bedroom but a bed.
We shared our thoughts and secrets for hours under the quilts
Until we finally fell asleep.

We fought everyday trying to outdo each other.
You were trying to get straight A’s like me.
I was trying to do cartwheels and climb a tree like you.
We were different. We were the same.

My first job was in an office.
I came home dressed in heels and hose.
Your first job was in a factory.
You came home dressed in jeans and t-shirts.
Both of us were tired and exhausted.
We were different. We were the same.

You moved to a job in the office.
You came home dressed in heels and hose.
I moved to be a full time college kid.
I came home dressed in jeans and t-shirts.
Both of us were tired and exhausted.
We were different. We were the same.

And we still found time to talk on the phone.
For hours.
Everyday.
And when we couldn’t talk, we’d email.
Pages and pages of emails.
We shared our thoughts and secrets for hours on the keyboard.

We were each other’s therapist, critic, motivator, and cheerleader.
And even each other’s kick in the ass when we needed it.
We knew we were more than sisters.
We were forever best friends.

You are eternally missed ….. and always loved.

Carla "CJ" Calvelage
August 17,1961 - January 10, 2012

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