For the past year I’ve had a foreign exchange student living with us. She drank our food, laughed with our joy, and cried with our sorrow.
She’s leaving now.
I spent all of last night crying. It hurts, it hurts so much and no one I know can really understand that.
For the past year I have welcomed her into my home, I have spread out my love and for all intents and purposes, she was my sister.
She was my temporary sister, and now my time is up.
Of course, I always new that the time would end sometime, but it came so fast, hot so hard. It knocked me breathless. Left me lying there crying. I mean, it hurts so bad.
She’s always so happy, even now she says she’ll come back and visit. She’s not daunted by anything. She still can’t work the TV remote. She loves strawberries. She loves chocolate. She hates it when people put others down. She loves to run. She loves life, and colors, and sound. She loves music, dancing, movement. She loves to cook, but is bad at it. She likes to clean. She is herself all the time.
She was there for me when I spent long nights crying because my cousin will die.
She was there for me when I found out my friend had cancer.
She was there for me every time I needed her.
And now, she’s gone.
She leaves tomorrow, and I will miss her, my temporary sister.
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