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I am looking at my calendar, it is June, and I think of my sister Ramani who passed away in tragic circumstances in June With her 50th birthday on the horizon, I think of her celebrating her life and all her accomplishments if she was still here with us. My thoughts often travel back [ My thoughts often travel back to when we were younger, to Sri Lanka where we grew up as children, and to our journey to Australia.

So many years have passed, with them the birthdays, Christmases and anniversaries, and I realise that every milestone is a mile more without my sister in this journey of our lives. Our childhood, and our friendships seem to hang from an invisible thread, like the spider web outside my window. Memories sway like the web, fragile yet strong, attached by an unseen force to a wave of emotions that sometimes take a quiet back seat but never entirely leaving the room of our hearts and minds.

Today my thoughts are with my sister Ramani. We grew up in Gampaha, outside the city life in Colombo.

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A house by the beautiful paddyfields was home. Tall trees crowded our property and the streets around, and the gentle breeze that drifted across the fields to the surrounding trees whispered with birdsong making music that rivalled anything inside. We loved the rhythm of waking up with the sun, to the invisible fragrances in the garden.