My sister, Maxeen, has left us to be with the Lord. She leaves behind a family that thinks of her often and misses her terribly. As part of my grief process, I sometimes go down to her old room in our basement and sit, mentally putting the room back the way it was when she was with us: The bookshelf here; the hope chest over there, and of course she sitting there on her bed, hands folded on her lap watching the Hallmark Channel. 

All of that is changed, now. 

I include this post-script entry on the blog to make room for something that one of her friends sent me a day or two ago. It is a memorial that she and the “Get Together Girls” prepared, remembering the over 50 years that their gang of high school friends met, one Thursday night a month, for “get together.” I wanted to share it with you.