The passing days have flown by incredibly fast one ends up wanting to stop and take hold of time and freeze for a couple minutes. However, that isn’t reality. As I grow older, each day seems to slip between my fingers faster and faster. The past ends up reflecting in what you do. Some days it’s hard to push the painful memories that tend to recalled once in a while. Teaching swimming lessons have been a great amount of fun; however, it tends to remind me time to time of my sister. She was born early a number of years ago, and only made it four days.
Even though I didn’t get to actually see her in person, she still means a lot to me. If she had lived we probably would have been very close. I’ve been teaching a couple sets of lessons and lately it’s been hard not to be distracted watching the 7 year old young girls as they laugh and play. I end up dazing of wondering what Sarah would have been like. Would she be shy, or outgoing like me? What color of eyes would she have had? So many questions with no answers. Sometimes I end up wondering why she had to go? Being the only girl for so long, she meant a lot to me. Probably more then I showed. I regret not have shown my emotions but seven years ago I wasn’t exactly sure how. I miss her now and dearly wish I could be with her. One day I’ll get to see her again…
