Sunday, April 26, 2026
You were the quiet in my storms,
the steady light I didn’t name,
a voice that lingered in the background
long after the room went still.
We didn’t always walk together,
didn’t always say the words,
but something in me always knew
where you belonged.
Now I carry you differently—
not beside me, but within,
in small, unspoken moments
that feel like you again.
If love could reach beyond this distance,
it would find you easily—
because no space, no silence
could ever make you less my sister.
Love your sisters
Stephanie and Sue-Ann
