I want to die. I have wanted to die for the past 3 years.
Then my littlest sister came into my life. This gorgeous little girl, copper ringlet curls, pale skin and beautiful blue eyes… but she was broken. She had cerebral Palsy and Epilepsy because her biological parents made too many mistakes during the pregnancy. She ended up in our home, and then later became our adopted sibling.
Just 1 month after the adoption, she died.
We had her in our home for 2 years.
in those 2 short years, she taught me so much about acceptance and the true beauty of people…
and then she was ripped away from my family so suddenly…
I don’t understand.
Why, when I’ve been praying to God for the past 3 years to end my sorry life, did my sister have to die instead? I’ve been wanting to die for so long, and then a little 2 year old girl who meant so much to us and impacted so many people died instead.
Is it some cruel joke? Has God abandoned me?
