
I have been working on a project for my family and trying to do something productive. Many of you know, and some may not, that my oldest sister Trisha died when I was 14. It has been eleven years today- and each year when February 21st rolls around I feel overwhelming grief and I don't know what to do... I don't want to "celebrate" but I always feel like I need to do something special. Well, this year I decided create a blog in her memory. I have been through hundreds of pictures and letters. I have laughed and cried and seen her life in a way I never had before. There were pictures and stories I hadn't seen in years, and I saw them in a new way now that I am a wife and mother. As I looked at pictures of her as a small child my heart ached with grief for my parents who lost their sweet daughter. New understanding and grief came over me because I know now how much you love your children, and I can't imagine how I would feel if I ever lost Easton. Just trying to understand it as a parent breaks my heart. As I looked at pictures of her with her husband Andy I wondered just how their short time together has affected him in his life. I looked back at all our silly times and realized that the few pictures we have together can never really capture the love that we had.
I think I miss her more now that ever. I know there is no way I could have ever done this before now. There are just so many emotions involved, but I have just wanted to for so long and since my mom was coming I asked her to bring some pictures and things to add. I am really in awe about the life my sister led. I always looked up to her because she was my "cool older sister" and it always seemed like she had it all together. I just can't believe the legacy she left behind with such a short time here. I want to keep her memory alive because she was a stong, motivated, kind, loving, smart, beautiful person and the best example anyone could have. When someone you love dies there is nothing you can ever do to feel complete again. There is just a peice of you that goes with them and you can't ever be the same I guess. I do know however, that God loves us, and that we will see her again. I want to live my life so that she will be as proud of me when I see her again as I am of her...
Anyways... if you want to know more about my beautiful Trisha-... the link is Missing Trisha. It's my work in progress(: