My older sister, Denise flew into the Bay Area last night to help. My parents and I have been crying and distraught all week. My sister is stronger than I am, tougher and more pragmatic. She talks about honoring Patti Ann by celebrating her goodness, remaining positive and staying healthy. I, on the other hand, can only cry and continue to ask, "Why?" I know that there are so many people in this world who have gone through this and much worse. I am suddenly sad for everyone around me, aware of their pain and astonished at their ability to carry on. One neighbor lost 3 brothers in one year, and she suffered a miscarriage just 2 weeks ago. Yet she has the generosity of spirit to bring food and flowers to my family.

There is much more to write and document for the memory of my sister...but I'm hurting and sad and still in shock.