Several years before I was born, my mother gave birth to two daughters. They were both premature. Today is Robin’s birthday. Like Jillian, she only lived for a few days.
I never knew much about my sisters as I was growing up. The most we had ever talked about them was three days before Jillian was born. I’ve learned more about them from my mom over the past 11 months, including the fact that Jillian, Robin, and I all looked pretty alike when we were born. Knowing that makes me feel a bond that I’d never felt before.
Happy birthday, big sister.