This post is dedicated to my younger sister "P". This photograph was taken at a wedding shower for me in 1984. My sister was 30 and I was 34. My sister is the "Blonde" on the left and I'm the "Brunette" on the right. Not only were we different in hair color but we are and were as different as night is to day. Yet we've much in common in some ways, as we've both gone through a lot of very difficult "hurts and wounds" throughout our lives. But we each took very very different paths because of them. I didn't know what I could do to help her....and so I did a "fast" today thinking of her and asking for a blessing, that her Guardian Angels be all around her at this time, healing her body, spirit, heart and mind....
Dear Sister,
Know...
that I am thinking of you
every day
my heart yearns
for healing
for you
for both of us
love lost in our lives
knowing
that we both
did try our best
in our own
weird way
to survive
the best we could....
under very very
difficult circumstances....
I am trying
to remember
the good times
with you...
and not the bad....
our trying not to laugh
at the dinner table
knowing full well
that the more we did
the more trouble
we were in....
but we continued
to laugh anyway
kicking one another
under the table..
we laughed so hard
we could barely breath....
yes, those were wild
and crazy times..
our rebellion
is what freed
our hearts....
hard as it may be
for others to understand
we continued on
and did all the things
we were never
"allowed"
to do
before...
All the wild times
and crazy things
that we both did
"together".....
dancing and head banging
the music blasting
letting all our tears
and pain
and fears
fade away
feeling free
in the movements
letting it all
"hang out"....
back then
we knew
it was the only way
to sing
to play
to dance
the pain away...
we paid for it
dearly...
and we knew
we would
but we did it anyway....
it was worth it....
wasn't it?
As time went on
our journeys
went down seperate paths
along different directions
in our travels in life
and now we've come
to another hurdle
the most difficult kind.....
I shed tears
and remember
the good times...
Remembering and hoping
for new times
for a new day
in the dawning
of softer rhymes
for a new beginning
in a new way
for you...
Please know.....
that I love you....
and I do forgive you....
don't give up....
Hold on....
Love,
Your Sister
8 comments:
The pure essence of Grace, my dear SisSTAR Rhi. I bow to you, palms together. ~~
This is a gift of soul and substance to your sister, Rhi. It just has to help.
This is such an honor to your Sis. Hopefully she reads this and knows the bonds never were broken.
Beautiful writing.
Amen...This is the greatest gift...LOVE!
What a wonderful tribute to your sister!
By the way, you and your sister were like in another way - both attractive.
I have a younger brother in unknown straits. Your poem could have been for him as well as for your sister!
beautiful!
i can so see brooke and kayla when i see the two off you together in that picture - complete opposites, dark haired makayla and blonde brooke.
you are in my thoughts and prayers, as is your sister.
love yeah.
kerry
This is beautiful Rhi. Simply beautiful. I cannot imagine that your sister would not find it so as well.
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