Sisters: Ever wonder if She's gone?

sisters are different flowers from the same garden called FAMILY..sisters are the most precious things we have in life..our great companion through the high and low, through struggles and sorrow, shares the childhood memories and grown-up dreams, flash the insecurities we have during childhood time..shares the sweet yet crazy conversation over someone, buzzing over all the rumours and jokes, seeing us at our worst and best, your free of charge beauty consultant, becoming your partner in crime..

sisters are the reflections of you. the one who would love you to the fullest, eventhough always have thrilling fights -pull hair, accuse each other, and being punished by parents together..they are the one who borrowed and steal our belongings, and, we being a crazy-like-a-cow, finding the stuff because no one make a confession who did it.--maybe there's a ghost in the house!

sisters are the one who will stand by you no matter what, being a great companion of yours.. Even though friends come and go, sisters are for life -never let you go. their love is always be there for us, even they show no actions and words to say so..all is kept secret in the heart..Love between sisters are forever.

so, all these makes us sisters. but have you ever wonder if she dies? or have you ever wonder she will leave you forever, at the sudden time? leave you when you are not ready? can u imagine that? i would cry if i imagine this if, if it ever happened in my life..i am not ready for this, i dont want to loose any of my sisters (three sisters i have). even though sometimes they making me angry and hate them to the core and hurt me at my weakest point.. ;'/...

actually i'm writing this as my friend had lost her older sister due to cancer...and now she's gone...and i'm sad for her..really...couldn't imagine if i were her..i know it is hard if someone we love at most, gone forever.. Al-Fatihah.

“If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?”
― Jodi Picoult