Carol Brooke, copyright 2008 In Loving Memory of My Little Sister
December 1, 1975 - June 6, 2001
As my eyes streamed with tears, I created this illustration in memory of my sister. It was so painful it took years to finish it.
When my little sister, Kathy, and I were kids we learned to feel spiritual energy. I remember when she told me to close my eyes, held her hand over my heart and said, "Now, feel the energy of my spirit as I get closer and further away. Do you feel it? Now, tell me when I am close?"
"You are close!" I opened my eyes to see her hand above my heart and she giggled.
God, my sister... I miss you with all of my heart. Yesterday was the anniversary of the day that you left your body. You were killed by a wreckless driver... Torn from your body against your will. I feel your spirit, but my heart aches for you, my baby sister. So many memories. I need you so much. Your children need you. I love you, Kathy.
At your funeral I realized that I was so disoriented and grief stricken that I didn't even have a rose for you. A line of people walked by, looked down at your body and gave you a rose. I looked down at your body, held my hand over my heart, took a piece of it and gave it to you. Sister, my heart is in anguish right now. After all these years it doesn't hurt any less. Yes, I know you are safe in God's loving light, but I miss you. I miss you so much. I planted a white rose bush for you. It bloomed yesterday and I clipped one of the roses, held it close to my heart and I could feel your spirit.