My mom’s cell phone rang while she was sitting in a chair tanning and watching us play in heat of the summer. When the caller ID showed up she was happy to see my aunt’s name written across the screen. My mom answered the phone like she always does, with a friendly hello. But within a split second her friendly, cheerful smile changed into a face of horror and disbelief. She had immediately began to cry, as she quickly gathered our beach supplies she was a screaming at us to get out of the water. We didn’t know what was happening but at a time like this we could tell it was an emergency, and we did what we were told. Mom buckled us up into the car as fast as she could. At this point she was still on the phone talking to my aunt who was trying to calm her down. My mom started driving super fast down the two-track like road that the lake was located on. She was crying so hard, harder than I have ever seen her cry before, even to this day. I remember sitting in the middle passenger bucket seat in our silver van. Watching her cry, and struggling to keep her driving under contol. My other aunt had already been at my house waiting for us. When we got home we quickly packed our bags and …show more content…
The craziness was over, it was time for our hearts to heal. Time for my family to adjust to the big change. Time for love, forgiveness, compassion, grief, and loved ones.
I flashed back into reality, where it was 8 years later. Opening that angel reminded me on how blessed I am. The loss of my sister was such a rough time, but it made me stronger as a person and, in my faith, emotions, relationships, and trust. I can only thank God for getting me through all the struggles in my life and making me stronger as I get through them.
The angel reminds me of my sister and how happy and smiley she was. She would light up the room as she walked in. Smiled at people she didn’t even know just make there day. She was my role model, I looked up to her and still do. For one day we 'll be together again. But this time in a better place than before. Her wing were ready, but my heart was not! She will forever be loved and remembered for now I have an angel necklace. But not just a necklace, it’s a reminder, a memory, a symbol, an act of love, and a