Four years without you… 

Dear Eloisa,

It is funny how time flies I think I have it all together, but then I realize the void in my life remains. My heart aches so deeply.  It hasn’t felt the same since you left this earth. I can’t believe it will be four years without you in February.  

How is that possible? It still feels like yesterday when I received the news of your passing. I miss you sister. Each time something new happens, I miss you.  You are the first person I want to call for everything.

There is not a day that goes by that I do not miss you. We all do. Francis and I go back to so many memories we all shared.  Those are times we will always cherish.  It is still hard I am coping the best way I can.

For me, these four years without you have been an intense struggle. I know in my heart you are in a better place, but I wish you were here. Especially this January when your only son Roland Jr. got married. However, I know you were there in spirit.   

But still, I know how you would have loved sharing that moment with him, your husband Roland Sr., and your mom Cela. It was so beautiful and simply perfect. Also, the family did such a beautiful job. Anyways the point is these four years without you have made me reflect on everything that you have meant to all of us and our family and know we always think of you. I know one day we will be together again when God calls us all home and know you will always be my sister whether you are here or when we reunite in heaven.

There will never be a day where I do not think of you. I carry you in my heart.  As the song to one of our favorite movies, Beaches says.  “You got to give a little, laugh a little and let your poor heart break a little, that’s the story of that’s the glory of love.” 

I believe this so much because as best friends and sisters we shared so much of our lives and sometimes we endured all the tough times as well as the good ones.

Finally, I wanted to let you know that even though it will be four years since you left you will always be the missing piece in our hearts. For now, this isn’t another goodbye, but until we meet again.

Love your sister,

Sylvia

Featured Image by Sylvia Stein, 2004