“I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible; to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance, to live so that which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.” ~Dawna Markova~

Little Sister

Written June 20 2013

 

Little Sister, hard to believe I’ve been without you even longer than I had you…no matter how many years go by it still feels like you were here only yesterday. That’s how deep your memories have been imprinted on my heart. I still remember all our silly fights that always started with me teasing you. We were playing a card game of PIG one time and even though You won I started teasing you “piggy” till u started crying and actually got so mad we had a WWE-worthy wrestling match lol
Then I remember our last night together…I had been out to the Blue Hole with friends and when I got home that night you told me you loved me and that you missed me. I said I loved you too but not with enough emphasis according to you because you retorted “lawd gyal seh it like u mean it”. I did mean it. Then u had a headache that night and I made you soup with too much black pepper but you didn’t complain even though you ordinarily would have. Then we opened a package our cousin had sent for us from New York. We wore the same size so that should have been drama but you so graciously made me choose what I wanted first…again so unlike you.
Then while we slept dad woke me up to say he’d be right back. He was just going to drive home his friend from Esperanza. He normally woke you as you were a lighter sleeper than I was but for some reason he woke me that night. As I was falling back asleep I heard what I thought was snoring so I jokingly peeped over to your bed and said “gyal stop snore mein” and then it just continued for a little longer. Upon closer look I noticed your arms were all twisted and your eyes were rolling back into your head and you were still making that snoring noise. It was then I realized something was wrong and I tried to wake you up. It didn’t work and when u stopped moving I tried my own desperate version of CPR but u did not respond. You had died in my arms…. I try not to think about that night but on days like today when i know the anniversary of your departure to heaven is tomorrow I can’t help it. I miss you desperately and wish for the times that never were, but that could have been. I know we’d be best friends. I love you and I know and accept that you are gone but its still so hard. You literally died of a broken heart 9 months after losing our precious mother. RIP Ger and mommy…

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