It is that time of the year again, my sister's anniversary. 12 years since we bid her farewell. Well, tomorrow is her anniversary but I am having a very lazy morning and as a result I am writing this today. For the past 11 years, the entire month of November has been a struggle for me. In the beginning it was a raw struggle. Every single day from the 10th (her birthday) to the 29th (her anniversary) was like a hot blade slicing through my heart. I think it is because the loneliness of not having her with us to celebrate her birthday is intensified by the fact that her anniversary is so close, and there is an awareness and an emotional surge in the three weeks between that just lingers in my subconscious. Now, I definitely do become very low for those three weeks, but it is much easier to bounce out of it as we approach the anniversary and I realise that my irrationality of the last three weeks was simply bottled up emotion from the remaining 49 weeks of the year. This year