It has been over a month since my sister’s passing. Hardly a day goes by I don’t think of her in some way. The hardest part is when I see or read something and I reach for the phone to give her a ring and share it with her. ‘
Rose was my very first ‘best friend’ and she remained that until the very end, and I know, believe, she is at peace now in Paradise without pain and worry. Still, I miss her oh so very much! But, with luck and love I will see her again.
I would like to say I am in the healing process, but it doesn’t feel like it, really. Creativity has been at a nil and the days have passed by colliding with each other into a gigantic mess of dates. Only recently have days begun to feel like days. Still, I know I am healing. It simply doesn’t happen all at once. That is impossible – without a miracle, of course.
Creating is something I need to do more of. Painting. Writing. Reading. Poetry. Now, I believe I can create something positive and happy, it is just going to take a massive amount of effort to do so. Sissy wouldn’t want me to give up creating, doing things. She encouraged me more than anyone else except my Daddy and Mom to be who I am. I guess continuing to create is a way to honor her and my parents, and my two remaining sisters.