I saw a woman dancing the other day that was the same age my little sister would be if she had not been abandoned to abortion and I began to cry as I imagined her dancing center stage. Knowing she should be here is the hardest part. As long as you carry your little brother in your heart, he will never truly be lost. I know I will carry my little sister in mine until the day it stops beating.
My mom had a miscarriage several years after I was born; I didn\'t know until I was 15. I found out on a night where everyone was drunk, so no one remembers that conversation too well except for me. I love my little brother so much, even though I haven\'t met him yet. And in the years since I\'ve found out that I am a big sister, I\'ve changed so much for the better. Maybe R isn\'t here with us, but knowing I\'m an older sister has changed me for the better.
