We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.



Monday, June 11, 2012

Wake Up

Things have been stressful around here lately but it appears that mom and papa will not be gone for a month like they had thought. I'm so glad!

This morning, however, I woke up and realized I had just had the most bizarre dream about sissy. It was horrible. She was up, walking around and having me take her to lunch but she still had cancer and she had it in her brain. She would talk to me and then all of a sudden not know me and just start talking about other things because she was with this woman (me) who she didn't know and she definitely didn't know me as her sister. She died at the end of my dream and for some reason I had to put her on a plane ala "Weekend At Bernie's". After I left the airport I realized what I had done and ran as fast as I could to get the seat next to her on the plane just so I could spend a little more time with her even though she was dead.

I hate waking up to these dreams, they haunt me for the rest of the day.