Project 365/ day 48
Two of my most favorite people in the World! My baby sisters. They had to be 17 or so in this photograph. I think I will forever carry the guilt of a bad older sister. Leaving them to their own when they were only 14. We were always so close, spent lots of time together after school. I was the one picking them up from kindergarden, walking them to school, playing with them. I should have been there to teach them how to smoke cigarettes, to teach them about boys and how to have fun without anyone finding out and getting them into trouble. I wish I were there to see them become women. They are amazing women. And I am still missing out on their lives. The curse of a life of an immigrant.