Memories of My Sister – by Karen Finlason

Thank you, Lucie, for remembering Auntie Elizabeth. We all miss her.

Remembering Elizabeth, Terry Fox Run 2015. Lucie aged 8

2015. Thank you, Lucie, for remembering Elizabeth.  We all miss her.

Karen and ElizabethElizabeth as a toddler was adorable, so cuddly and sweet.  I remember her at the age of 4 or 5 following me around like a little shadow, watching me cut my friend’s hair ( I was the local stylist).  We all thought she was like a little doll and would pick her up and cart her around. I remember trying to teach her to do handstands and cartwheels.  I remember dying her hair and putting make up on her.  She was my baby sister and an aunty to my 3 children.  She would sit with them for hours painting or playing games with them.  She had endless patience and they truly loved her.  Elizabeth had a loud, infectious laugh and once she got going it was hard for her to stop.

This past Christmas we were all together and when I look at the piano I see her sitting there. I hear her singing when we had our big family sing along.  We rummaged through boxes of books thrown away by someone and had a good giggle as we then had to lug about 10 books down to the dollar store to buy a canvas (she was starting a painting with my daughter)
It’s her laugh more than anything. You remember that laugh, loud and endless.
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