Below is a picture of Heidi and I from one year's new's coverage of the field days. And yes, we are in matching clothes again. We weren't twins, we had four years between us, and Mom still tended to dress us alike for outings. It was cute at 8, not so much at 13. Just the thought of the sailor outfits makes me laugh, but that's another blog.
Another Field Days memory is to know the entire family gathered at the New Haven Building Supply to watch the parade. When us kids came by, all the aunts and uncles, and cousins not in the parade cheered as if we were the highlight of the parade. As an adult, to watch the kids on their bikes and such is still my favorite part to watch and I try to cheer so they feel like royalty too.
Memories flood my mind lately. I miss my sister so much and wish she was sitting at my side. I wish she was here to help, to plan, and to comfort. While I'm surrounded by so many family and friends, my heart aches for Heidi to be here, a life event unfolds when you just want your sister. While I don't have Heidi here, I know God is strong enough to hold us up through this new journey. Praying for His strength and for His comfort. Thank you for remembering Heidi!
*News clipping from local Mexico paper in late 70's/early 80's. Found in a photo album.