My sis is having a rough time again...and I just gotta say. All my life growing up, she always said I was the strong one. She was sweet, soft spoken, and quiet. She was sweet and kind and completely happy and content with a great husband and children going on 35 years and still is. Me, I asked questions, was curious about everything, I challenged all the rules, and was always looking for a challenge. I always got with the underdog, the bad boys and my world much more eventful. Each time I was going through difficult times and challenges she would go on about how strong I was, and when something was done unrighteousness, I would always be the one stepping up to fight against it. Most of the time ALONE bc you know people just dont want to get involved. Well, I thought somebody needed to. Thats just me. I fixed things, made everything alright or go smoothly. Tried to right the wrong. I comforted and then cried alone. BUT THAT WAS NOTHING....nothing compared to the soldier my big sister has been for the last 3 years with this CANCER. I dont know...its a different kind of STRONG Im not so sure I have. She has this strength and fight within her heart that just BLOWs me away. Shes my HERO....shes amazing. Shes still kind, and she still smiles, and I admire everything about her. I need my big sis more than ever. Her smile and strength truly takes my breath away. Over and over again. SHE IS WOMAN, and I can only hope to continue learning from her and gain her kind of patience and strength in the years to come. I think this musta been what she was saving up for the whole time. I love you Penny Sue. Youre an Inspiration.
Posted on: Sat, 17 May 2014 19:00:25 +0000
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