My older sister, Iris,
died this evening at 5:30 CDT ... 5 hrs/27 minutes ago.
I always knew about Iris,
since I was 10 years old - and heard the adults talking. I was always curious:
I wanted to know about this person who was older than me.
I asked questions ... and
was immediately shut down. The adults talked about her existence among
themselves - but they didn't think "that" was something to be shared
with "a child".
I don't know what would
have happened had my parents not met, got married, and got pregnant with me. I
know they were all caught up in wartime drama; and the result was electrifying.
But, since finding out
about her, I always loved Iris - ALWAYS. There wasn't a day gone by since I
heard her name mentioned, that I did not love her.
When I met my husband,
and we started dating exclusively, I told him about my older sister; who I
never met, but was aware of. I told him that I loved her; and I wished I could
know her. I wondered what she looked like - where she lived (did she live in
Germany, or did she live in the USA) - I hoped she had a good life.
And I always hoped we
would meet someday.
Elohim was faithful :-D
That day came shortly
after Bob graduated to his forever home above the clouds, December 14th, 2018 - Iris called me shortly thereafter. My youngest sister, Carla had done a 23nme DNA test and that is how we all connected.
Though we didn't actually
meet face-to-face, our hearts did meet via a phone call and FB connection
following:
I was excited! Elohim was answering a prayer decades old: He was favoring me with my sister's voice!
I was excited! Elohim was answering a prayer decades old: He was favoring me with my sister's voice!
I wished Bob could have
been here for that airwaves "meeting"!
Bob would have liked Iris
too - she was SO EASY to like.
Iris & I talked several
times - phone & FB; I cherished every convo.
She will be forever
missed in my life.
I feel blessed to have
had time spent getting to know her - brief though it was.
