"Please tell her that her sister loves her"

"Rose loves you".  The last words delivered before the beeping, pumping, cracking, air pushing movements stopped.  It was a message from her sister who was ripped out of dreamland to an unthinkable, atrocious reality.  A permanent separation from a dear loved one was about to occur without a chance to whisper the words herself.  So the message was spoken near a pale ear before silence engulfed the room and the movements ceased forever.

As the sun fades away and the moon rises this evening, the world is different.  Changed forever.  One sister still present to gaze at the moon shining.  To breath in fresh night air and stumble forward in this sudden twist of the present.  And the other sister...gone.  The first moonrise that her eyes can not see.  The first darkening of the skies as the sunset fades.  The first songs of the crickets and the summer breeze that calmly passes by.

Time evaporates.  Unexpected.  Oh to be thankful for the present and to love the ones around you with a large embrace.  Precious is each moment and memory.  A gift that will stay when the present dissolves into the future's harsh inconceivable reality.