I’d be sad, but I wouldn’t be a murderer.
That anon basically described what happened to my parents.
My big sister was born with just enough brain matter for her body to function on the most basic levels. She was born deaf, blind, and screamed 18 hours a day almost every single day for the first 1 & 1/2 - 2 years of her life.
The doctors kept telling my parents my sister would die; in a day, a week, a month, a year.
She lived to be almost 17 years old. By ten years old she had 20/20 vision, she could hear perfectly by the time she was 4, she stopped screaming suddenly one day when my dad cried so hard his tears pelted her face. It was the first time she smiled; when she felt his tears for his first born daughter.
My sister never walked, but we loved her with every fiber of our being. If my sister never existed, I wouldn’t be who I am today. My sister made hundreds of people fall in love with her, and God knows how many lives she turned around because she was so loving to every person she met.
There were so many people at her funeral it was standing room only. Our funeral procession stretched as far as I could see.
My parents dealt very well with the loss of their daughter after several years. To this day, through myself and my dad’s book, my sister is still touching lives with her boundless love; and we always think of her with a smile on our face because we miss her so much.
So anon, what the hell is your damn point?
Why does this only have 1,000 or so notes…?
"I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow? And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms? Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree? And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you every time you kiss him on the cheek? Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad, even if it makes your lover mad? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel. See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds."
"People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear."
Change ya fate
I’m really scared because this is the spitting image of my brother, except I’m the one with mad curly red hair… he just has dirty blond fuzz.
(Source: aliveinmusic, via not-the-best-idea)
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