Today makes 48 years since my sister Kathy was murdered. Her case is still unsolved. I know too many people that can say the same thing, they too, wait for the day when someone will say to them, case solved.
Whether a case is solved or not, the fact is, our loved one was murdered. The pain of that is severe, cutting through one’s very soul. We manage the pain the best way we can, and everyone does it differently.
One day, I hope to write about Kathy’s case being solved. But if it’s not, I will continue to persevere and exalt her in any way I can. She deserves to be honored.
I will always miss Kathy. My love for her will be forever. No matter what the future holds, we will always be eternal sisters.
I love you, Kathy.