tolkien-lore: The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say.
Of all the many blessings, however great or small, to have had you for a sister was the greatest one of all. The family chain is broken now and nothing seems the same, but as God takes us one by one, the chain will link again.