With Jesus & With Me

Told by: Amaris

I am a 22-year-old college student. I have two living sisters, and one brother. I also have another sister, her name is LeeAnn, and she is lucky enough to be in the presence of Jesus Christ and God in Heaven! 🙂 I am happy I stumbled upon this site as it was just her 23rd birthday yesterday. My Mom cannot tell people about LeeAnn as it is a painful story to tell. It is even too painful for me to reveal everything that she has told me, so all I wanted to say was that I am blessed to have a sister named LeeAnn. My Mom named me and my other sisters with LeeAnn’s name as our middle name. I am reminded of her every time I write my name on anything. She is very special to me and my family. We love her and I know I will see her someday when I go home to Heaven. She watches out for me, and she is the sweetest little girl in the world. A lot of the time when I need help she is there for me. I ask her sometimes to pray for me and then things go well for me. 🙂 I just wanted to tell you all about my sister because I want you to know what a wonderful sister I have. I also want to let you know that everything is alright. My Mom is okay, I know she hurt for a long time but my sister is safe in Heaven, and that comforts her. What better place is there to be than safe in God’s arms with Christ the King? 🙂

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BIRTH & BEREAVEMENT QUOTES

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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

— C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

I am strong.

— January, founder of Birth Without Fear

When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there’s a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she’s gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.

— John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite.

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

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