Today, my sister tore the veil and crossed into infinity.

And I don’t know what to make of it.

She was too young.

She had so much to give.

She was fierce.

She was a lion meant for destiny.

She s gone.

And my heart can’t quite process it all.

And my head is numb and weak and sad.

And I wonder what might have been.

And I cry.

A lot!

Fly high little love.

Find the light you struggled to see.

I’m praying that I see you again and I’m crying that it can’t be now.

Death where is your sting?

Right here in the land of the living.