My Sister....

Yesterday while browsing on facebook my cousin put up pictures from her graduation. I was not able to attend, but it was great seeing pictures of the family. One picture got to me was a picture of her and her 2 sisters.  I was a cute picture and don't know why it just made me cry...why?

Well...The picture to the left is a picture of me and my sister. We were very young and as you can see my parents dressed us alike. I am pretty sure that my grandmother made those dresses for us and we probablly have a doll to match that she made also. Ya'll see the shoes? We were fly back then weren't we???

Well...my sister had cerebral palsy and was in a wheel chair her entire life. She passed away while I was home for Christmas Break while I was a junior in college. The doctors said she would not live passed the age of 6 months old....She lived to be 23 years old. Although we did not have a typical sister relationship I loved her and she loved me. 

When I saw the pictures of my cousins it made me miss my sister and realize that we were not able to experience the same things that most sisters did, but we had a special connection.  I sometimes look over my childhood and realize that I did not have a storybook childhood and sometimes in the past even wished that it was more "normal," but I realize now that my experiences and relationships as a child have made me who I am today and I am thankful for that.

I miss me sister at times and sometimes wonder what she felt growing up. She could not communicate like others, but she was always able to brighten up a room. I wonder what use to go on in her mind as we grew up. I have pictures of me and her as we grew older, but I thought this picture was too cute. 

A while ago I had a facebook status stating that we can't focus on the "what ifs" in life... that is one thing that I have to remember when I begin to think about my sister. My sister might not have been "normal"  but she was normal for my family and she was the best sister that I could ever want.