sis, when you pass, I want you to know that I will miss your being on this earth, but what I won't miss is you. I carry you with me, always, deep in my heart and high in my head. I know your face, your voice, your mannerisms. I've shared a quilt with you. When you move on, I will not count that as a loss. I will count that as a gain, because I know that you will be going to a far, far better place, and you will be out of pain.
I'm not quite ready for it, you understand, but then, it's your will, not mine.
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Date: 2013-02-04 01:05 am (UTC)I'm not quite ready for it, you understand, but then, it's your will, not mine.