I am now breaking my silence in the blogosphere. I hope through this, my drive to write and rant could help in the healing process me and my sister are enduring right now.
We know we are imperfect. That's why we feel that our hearts have been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one? But broken hearts gave us the will and strength to carry on with the daily routines of our lives. Of course, keeping the faith did helped a lot! The overwhelming understanding and compassion we got when we were grieving affirmed the belief that everything happened for a reason and purpose.
We came to the realization that a heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. Imperfections that showed us who we really are and who truly cared for us. For this, our hearts will forever be thankful to all of you and the One up there who is with us during our struggle.
Thank you, dear friends! we could not have gone this far without you. . .