cancer · life after loss · love · my sister


Heavy oppression bleakly stifling my conscience sprung upon me in the blink of an eye. Blurs of colors and sounds melded around me. What is wrong with me? I woke up fine. No triggers.

Your memories flood through my mind like a disastrous  tsunami. Crashes of intense vivid moments forever  frozen in time. The pieces my heart has left of you swing like a double-edged sword branding me over and over.

We talked about this. We talked about how hard us both moving on after you death was going to be for both of us. You in the spirit world. Away from your kiddos. Trying to navigate Ouija boards. Haunting people. Me here, left without you. Only to have memories of all of our moments.

“Kate, rememeber the best ones when it hurts the most.”

Sometimes, you will never know the true value of a moment until it is a memory…..





Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s