Never Seen (Continued)
At seven, she passed away from a brain tumor. She died before I was born. I never knew what she was like. All I have of her are other people’s memories. I’ve been told she was strong, even though she her short life was difficult. In pictures she’s always smiling, even in the hospital.
Katie was happy, upbeat, friendly, and spirited. My mom says she was exactly like me at seven. It may sound strange, but I love Katie more than anything.
I know hardly anything about my sister, but I miss her and think about her a lot. Even though all I have are stories and pictures, I feel a strong connection to her. I wonder if it’s normal to love somebody you don’t know. Is it possible to miss someone you never met?
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