Missing Sunny, Today and Every Day
In a few short days we will be passing the second anniversary of the accident and Sunny’s death. Sunny’s death, that is so hard to say, write, think.
Ani and Sunny, May 2006 at Red Robin, Starr’s 17th birthday.
Just like last year, I am stunned that time keeps passing, as Sunny is still a part of our every action. We miss her, we ache for her family. This years round of Spring weather, proms and graduation announcements have again set off my emotional triggers.
As I pull this post together, the sun is shining, trees are blooming, the birds are chirping, my windows are open, there is a slight breeze. It is hard to reconcile the movement of time, of life going on, with the fact that Sunny is no longer here. I suppose I need to learn to accept that it will never make sense, that the only thing I can do is keep living and loving.
To accept the things I cannot change. Change those I can.
Easier said than done.
Sunny, we miss you, your bright smiles, your silly jokes, your sense of community responsibility, your light, your beautiful voice, just how flippin’ excited you would get over things and the way you would trip into the house, clumsy and smiling. I love you.
I don’t have any recordings of Sunny, but this one of Starr’s might be appropriate:
mp3: “To the Sky” – Starr, 16 years old
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