She would have been 46

Today is my sister's birthday. She died this past May in a house fire. She didn't get out in time. She left three daughters and a husband behind.

It was a busy day at work. Met with the boss. Had a couple of meetings. Then went to coach a new soccer team. We have been together for about two weeks.

We were playing one of the established sides in the local area. We fell behind just after halftime, but tied the game up with about 13 minutes left in the match. The final was a 1-1 draw.

Before the game to get the players ready, I told them about my sister, that today was her birthday, and that I was dedicating the game to her. The players responded appropriately. I was proud of them.

Tomorrow, we have another game. I wish my sister could have saw the coaching job tonight, she would have been proud.

I miss you, Sis.