Sister Susi

Sister Susi

Noel Laflin

11-11-18

Sister Susi just left, and I am already missing her.

We had her with us here in the Southland for eleven days, but the time flew by much too quickly, of course.

Siblings can be either a torment or a blessing. Susi has always been the latter.

We spoke and joked and would sometimes mention a memory that the other did not recall which made for new and interesting family lore – usually something to smile about and stick away in the family memory treasure trunk.

We spent more than a few hours reviewing family ancestry, pulling out two old books filled with photos and detailed information. We moved to laptops and followed family lines all the way back to the year 1425. We Norwegians come from hardy stock and baptismal records have stayed intact apparently.

We stumbled over the recall of a few lost relatives, their faces remembered, but their exact relationship to us still a mystery. It will give us something else to research – Susi in Oklahoma, and me here at home. We are always up for just such a challenge and love the detective work that lies ahead.

As expected, it was a wonderful time together, but as I said, gone too quickly.

Susi always cries when she leaves. She always has, and God willing, she always will.

Me too.