Pearl xo

  I remember the day my mom told me she was pregnant with her. We were driving in the car and were on the way to a doctor's appointment for my mom. It was just my mom and I. The three little siblings were at home. I was so excited to hear the news. Fast forward to the night my littlest sister was born in our kitchen (this was not planned). I was woken up in time to catch a glimpse of her as she and my mom were wheeled out of the house on a stretcher into a freezing cold November night. I remember her jet black head of hair and how tiny she was. We were ten years apart. She was the flower girl in my wedding and as time went on she moved in with my husband and I. She has lived with us off and on for about fourteen years. My children have had their aunty as a central part of their lives. She moved out a few weeks ago and it's been different. We all miss her. We hope she is doing well (she has moved out of the country) and that life is kind and beautiful and that her soul is opened up wide. We hope she is happy and feels full of nurture and goodness. 

You are loved sister dear ~