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Gone Too Soon, But Not Gone Forever

My step-sister was killed by a drunk driver when I was twelve years old.   My brother and I were standing in the kitchen making blueberry Eggo waffles.  The doorbell rings.  It was so very early in the morning one could only guess who it might be.  As I made my way toward the front door I was intercepted by my step-father; "Wait in the kitchen." he said. I watched him walk down the hall.  He ... Read the Post

I looked down and the Coke and gasped.  The bottle said, "Share a Coke with Jennifer."  The look of shock on Stephanies' face and the subsequent tears told me this wasn't premeditated.  She had just grabbed the drinks and didn't even notice.  But I did, and so did my step-sister apparently who put my fears to rest that she would in fact be at my wedding.

The Promise

  Coming from a big family with my mother being the youngest of seven, I am no stranger to death.  It is to be expected that those that come before you may leave before you would like them to.  In some more traumatizing cases, those much younger than us depart this world before it seems they were even given a chance and such is life. My Uncle Carlo was like a father to me.  My biological ... Read the Post

While we may miss our loved ones here on Earth in the physical form, they are never truly gone.  They are always with us.  I don't know for certain if there is an afterlife.  But I do know for sure that there is life after death.  And maybe the purpose of it all is just to live.