You never we allowed to take a breath in this world, but I love you all the same. I so often wonder about you, what are your names, what you would look like. Would you have come to know Christ? I somehow get the sense that my older sister's name is Cindy. You are worth so much more than the stereo that was sold for your life. I wish I could know you. Kristen needs an older sister, you were supposed to get to play that part, but it was taken from you. I know that you are with Christ and that you are rejoicing now, but I am still sad that I cannot hug you, go to your graduation, your wedding, etc. Imagine what it would be like if there were six of us...
To my little sister, I always wanted you, wished for you, loved you, but you died before I could ever meet you. Did you know the plans that our parents had for you? From within our mother could you feel that turmoil? I want you to know that no matter what was happening with our parents, I love you and wanted you so much. I always wanted a little sister and felt like I was supposed to have one, but you were stolen away. God has you now, and in that I take comfort. Maybe we would have had the bond that I have long desired with Rebecca. Oh, the three of us could have had such good times.
Perhaps I am a bit jealous of you, that you never have to feel the shame that infests our family. Do you still fight in the spiritual battle, do the dead do that? Please intercede for me, fight on my behalf.
I wish I could be with you both. I love you.
To my little sister, I always wanted you, wished for you, loved you, but you died before I could ever meet you. Did you know the plans that our parents had for you? From within our mother could you feel that turmoil? I want you to know that no matter what was happening with our parents, I love you and wanted you so much. I always wanted a little sister and felt like I was supposed to have one, but you were stolen away. God has you now, and in that I take comfort. Maybe we would have had the bond that I have long desired with Rebecca. Oh, the three of us could have had such good times.
Perhaps I am a bit jealous of you, that you never have to feel the shame that infests our family. Do you still fight in the spiritual battle, do the dead do that? Please intercede for me, fight on my behalf.
I wish I could be with you both. I love you.
