Barbara was my big sister, one of those special people, the type everyone loves, the type who stands out and is always wearing a smile, is fun-loving and always makes you laugh." Mary adored her big sister Barbara; she was her best friend. But Barbara's tragic and unexpected death at the tender age of just fifteen in 1946 left Mary with a grief that she did not understand, and sadly, would set the stage for many extraordinary and painful losses she would endure over the course of her lifetime. Letters to Barbara is a chronicle of Mary's lifelong search to find the meaning behind these...
Barbara was my big sister, one of those special people, the type everyone loves, the type who stands out and is always wearing a smile, is fun-loving ...