Pink Bear

Dear, Vanessa,

I remember the dear sister who asked for a pink bear for Christmas. I remember my kind sister who was bringing home fresh apple cider for her family, and before anyone could get a taste it was accidentally dropped and spilled all over the school bus on the way home.

I remember the summer it was just the three of us you, mom and me bowling and watching Lion King in theaters. I remember making a water park in the back yard, and pulling you through in a wagon.

All of these memories I will cherish forever when I think of my sweet sister. I will always know the purest good in you.

I’m not sure if you remember, but once Bo pooped in your bed, and before you noticed I washed your sheets. I remember the cross dad gifted me meant so much more to you than it did me that it was easy to give it to you when you asked. I swear that one night you called I just wanted you to live even if meant you may never speak to me again.

I have heard of the many things you have done, and I know more of your past actions than anyone on this earth. Listen, even after all of those things I love you. Isn’t that was love is? Loving someone unconditionally? I love you and I will always love you.

I’m your only brother in this world. True blood. I have heard of your plans. I want nothing more in this world than for you to be safe and happy. I have always wanted that for you. I will always love you, and will always be here for you.

Reach out to me if you need to vent. I promise I will just listen and not judge. Reach out to me if you need someone to save you. I promise I will be there. Reach out to me.

I love you dear sister who asked for the pink bear for Christmas.

Sincerely,

Eric

 

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