27 August 2011

My Sister Milissa

A week ago I learned that one of my sisters died - not one of the five that I grew up with, but a spiritual sister that I've gotten to share some deeply authentic moments with. She was only in her mid-30s, and although struggling with a specific health issue, the news was a saddening surprise.

I picture her smiling face in my mind. Her courage and steadiness were enviable, and through her struggles, she always shone brightly around me. Never once did she complain about her pain or discomfort in my presence; nor did she act a victim to it. She simply showed up as fully as she could wherever she went - no stories, no drama, no manipulation or games; she simply showed up.

Thank you Milissa, for your courage, authenticity and beautiful spirit. May you fly as high as high is.

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