I remember the day you first felt unwell.
I remember it being a Tuesday morning and you felt too bad to get out of bed.
I remember being jealous because you got the day off school.
I remember walking on my own that day and I thought why can't I have a day off school too'.
I remember a few days went by before Mum brought you to the Doctors.
I remember he gave you something for Influenza, but I can't blame him.
I remember it was the following Friday before you went back to the Doctors still no better.
I remember Mum saying you had to go to hospital for some tests.
I remember a few days later, that call that summoned our parents to the hospital.
I remember I got the day off school so we could all go together as a family.
I remember you went through some more tests that day.
I remember getting home and I saw Daddy cry for the very first time.
I remember thinking something was wrong.
I remember demanding to my parents to be told the truth.
I remember us all sitting down and they explained that you had a problem with your blood.
I remember our parents arguing, we'd never seen this before, and Mummy was crying, it was then she explained that you were dying.
I remember screaming at her and telling her never to say things like that.
I remember Daddy broke down and said it was true.
I remember standing there staring at you.
I remember promising you that I won't let you die.
I remember asking God that night to give me your cancer and let me feel your pain, I asked and I asked and I asked over and over again.
I remember the next two months went so quickly.
I remember going mad at our parents when I overheard them discussing your funeral, you hadn't even gone yet and I just couldn't believe it.
I remember holding you and crying for days.
I remember the day dawned when you went away.
I remember watching as our family and friends lowered you into the ground.
I remember that moment, it was then that I suddenly realised you would no longer be around.
I think about you every day and I've kept my promise and I always will. We will find a cure so no more little girls have to suffer.
I've still got your favourite Teddy that you gave me before you left us.
I give him a kiss each night from you.
I wonder what you would look like now, after nine long years.
I wonder what your life would have brought, it brings me to tears.
Me and Mummy often talk about you and we have a good cry.
I love you babe, you be a good in heaven.
Your big sis X

((((Franky))))

Very touching thank you for writing.

Powerful...

((( Franky )))

spunkyfranky

"Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow." ...Benjamin Disraeli~

Tenderness becomes you...

you usually make me laugh, this however, makes me sad.

i cannot imagine...

powerful. love to you

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Heartfelt, hugs