Tuesday, July 30, 2024
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Terry was the best sister I could hope for. She was the epitome of the word "attractive". Outwardly she had a killer smile and enjoyed the latest fashions. She was a "girly girl" in ways I was not. A tribute to Ter would not be complete without mentioning her love of styling hair. She was blonde, she was brunette, she had long hair, she had short hair, she wore wigs, she wore wigs upside down. Yet, she always looked beautiful. Terry liked to practice on my hair long before she had her cosmetology license. I was the only six year old in the neighborhood with ratted up hair and Jackie O flips on the sides. Externally beautiful, but her attractiveness also ran deep. Terry drew people to her because everyone knew spending time with her would be a positive experience. Ever cheerful, never complaining about her own struggles yet sincerely concerned for yours.
We spent a lot of time together. We vacationed, shopped, dined, spent holidays, went to shows, and simply talked, and talked and talked. She loved my children as if they were her own and I feel the same about Steve and Eric. We laughed A LOT to the point of almost being kicked out of restaurants and a campground or two. The littlest thing could set off our laughter and the family would simply say "here they go again."
Terry once told me a story about when I was a baby. She said "I used to put you in your baby buggy and take you all around the neighborhood, every day." I said "aw, were you showing off your pretty baby sister?" She said "no, I got new roller skates and I kept falling. If I held on to you in your buggy I wouldn't fall". I think that is the best metaphor for our relationship. As long as we had each other to hold onto, we didn't fall. We were always there for each other. I am blessed to have had Terry and I am ever so grateful that her suffering is over.
Love you, Tammy.
