“My Dear Sister”
To the sister who loved so deeply,
There are moments when words feel too small to carry the weight of what we carry in our hearts, when grief feels too vast to ever truly express. But even in the silence, in the spaces between words, the love we’ve given and received remains. And sometimes, the most important thing we can do is to simply acknowledge that love, to sit with it, and allow it to be the comfort we never knew we needed.
Loss has a way of reshaping every aspect of your being. It can leave us in a space where we’re both haunted by the things we didn’t say and the moments we didn’t fully appreciate. But what you’re feeling right now doesn’t diminish the love you had or the impact your sister had on your life. You may not have had the chance to express everything in the way you wanted, but I believe she knew. I believe she felt the love, the support, and the deep connection you gave her every time you stood by her side.
Grief has its own timeline, and healing isn’t a straight line. What you’re going through—this emptiness—might never completely go away, but I hope it softens over time. Your sister’s love is still with you, in the way you carry her memories, in the way you still think about her, and in the space she’s carved into your heart.
You don’t have to have all the answers, but the fact that you are seeking healing through your words is already a step toward finding some comfort and peace. Be kind to yourself. What you gave her was real and powerful and loving. And I believe, deep down, she knows you loved her more than you could ever put into words.
Sometimes, love doesn’t need to be said aloud to be felt deeply. You’ve carried her with you all this time, and that’s something nothing can take away.
With a supernova of love,
Lyna
