You don’t know me. But I am your younger half-sister. I know it is all a little crazy. I know we have never met, but I miss you terribly.
How do you miss someone that you never knew existed and only recently found out about? Easy, because I do. You were taken away from this earth at the tender age of five. Appendicitis stole you away from your family and from me. You were born nine years before me and passed away the year I was born. One life taken and one life given, it doesn’t seem right.
I found out about you on February 14, 2013 and I can’t stop thinking about you. So many questions haunt my thoughts. I wonder:
What were you like as a child?
What would you be like now if you were still alive?
And would we have looked like each other?
There is a bond that only sisters can have. I am sad that I won’t ever have that with you.
I have an empty space where you should live. My heart aches that you are not here.
It’s not fair that your life ended when you were so young.
It’s not fair that I will never know you.
It’s not fair that your mother had to lose her firstborn and only daughter.
It’s not fair that our brother, Joey had to live in the shadow of the pain of your mom losing a child on top of never knowing our father.
It’s not fair that you can’t be part of this reunion process. You should be with us.
It’s not fair that you can’t read this post.
It is simply not fair.
I wish we could meet.
I wish I could hear the sound of your voice.
I wish I could see your smile and hear your laughter.
I wish I could spoil your children.
I wish we could cook together.
I wish I could call you when I need the advice that only a sister can provide. I could really use that now in my life.
I wish we could tease and love Joey together. He is fantastic.
I wish I could hug you.
I wish I could have the big sister I always wanted.
No matter what. No matter time and space. You will always be in my heart. I think of you often and hope you are at peace. And I look forward to the day we will meet. I know it will be joyous.
Love Your Sister Always,