Transplanted Buckeye

I can't believe I was graduated from college 15 years ago this year. This photo to the left was snagged from my parents' bookshelf.

Far left, my brother-in-law, Dan. Chick in the funky cap and gown, me. To my right, baby brother, "Chuck the Weather Duck," (see comments under previous post). To the far right, my late sister, Lora.

Those of you who know me well know that Lora died two years ago of lupus and scleroderma. She was my best friend as an adult, even though we fought like cats and dogs growing up. I think that it's normal for sisters to be that way.

Coming to my parents' home is wonderful in many ways, but it has always been harder since Lora died. She's missing. I'm here.

A lot has changed in 15 years. But one thing remains the same. My mom still thinks I'm a minor. I love her, but I'm older now. I guess just like it being a given that sisters fight growing up, mothers always think kids are still in their diapers.