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A very special day

Today is a very special day for me. Way back, during the year 1965 I was taken away to my aun'ts house while my mother was en route tothe hospital. I cried so much that night. I wanted to be with her as my sister was about to be born.

My baby sister was to be the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. To this day, there has been none to equal her beauty. She grew up to be a beautiful woman though she endured many hardships.

We once talked of a strange thing, an inability of mine to dream of her. Everyone else was in my dreams from time to time, but not her, which was strange. You see, I always loved my sister so much, and I let her know that. But, I was not as good a brother as I could have been, I was lost for so much of my life. Thus, I have regrets for not being there for her. I simply did not know she needed me. I always beg for her forgivenss. I never stopped loving her.

Tooday is special because it is her birthday. Had she lived to see it, she would have been 50 years old. She left us 10 months ago. It is truly special because early this morning, in my sleep, she made an appearance in my dreams. I cannot explain the sheer exhilaration I felt, the immense joy and the overwhelming saddness. Even as I pen this article, I feel waves of emotion surging and subsiding.

Love is a strange phenomenom. So strong a feeling that it overcomes us physically. But, it is a feeling I believe we all need to engage everday of our lives. Yes, today is a very special day for me.

“What brothers say to tease their sisters has nothing to do with what they really think of them.”

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lexiconlover wrote on September 9, 2015, 10:03 AM

This was a very sweet post in honor of your sisters birthday.

AliCanary wrote on September 9, 2015, 4:01 PM

I am so sorry for your loss, but I am glad she was able to come to you. I believe that was actually a visitation, rather than just a dream. I have lost both of my parents, and both of them have managed to come through to me in this way. Like you, it's an overwhelming feeling, and I often wake up in tears, though profoundly grateful and happy. Other times, I simply have dreams of them (it's pretty easy to tell the difference), and the feeling isn't so intense, but it's still nice to "see" them. You'll see her in your dreams again, and it will be just like making new memories with her, even though you can't visit any more in waking life. I find it very comforting, and I'm glad you do, too!

mrdprince wrote on September 10, 2015, 5:20 PM

Bless you for your response. It is good to know when someone else can understand something so personal.