Journal 2024-06-02 Sunday morning.

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Stephanie would be turning 60 years old today, if she had lived. My sister died less than a month after her 28th birthday, in late June 1992, from drugs and alcohol; she's been gone now longer than she was with us. She had an amazing love for life that was sadly overshadowed by other things - a difficult relationship with our mother, and a fascination with dangerous new experiences that led her in the wrong direction. It was through Stephanie that I first met Georgianne when we were in high school, and it was after Stephanie's death that I re-connected with Georgianne and eventually ended up co-parenting Bunny.

So, June brings with it the summer weather, and also thoughts of life and death.