Today is the one-year anniversary of the very unexpected death of my little sister Vincenzina “Viny” Milana. I introduced her – barely – in The S-Word. She suffered through a lot, and her life ended early at the age of 47.
I fully intend to tell her story one day because she deserves to have it told. The youngest sibling of four, she sort of fell through the cracks, almost like the runt of the litter. But in truth, she was anything but.