A Rose in Bloom My earliest memories of childhood are of my sister’s funeral. Debbie died of Leukemia at age seven; I was only five. We were born two years and one day apart, and each year I celebrate her birthday in my heart the day before mine. My world fell apart when she died. Grief counseling was virtually unheard of when I was a child. The adults in my life grappled with their own angst,…"A Rose in Bloom"