Thursday, November 14, 2013

An Empty Place


She has been absent for years now - a mysterious disappearance into the mist called "dealing with issues". My little sister. My only sister. I haven't heard her voice for eight years.

Eight years ago, she began to speak in ways I didn't clearly understand. This beautiful soul who looked up to me with an admiration I never deserved and loved with a selfless, giving heart simply decided she needed to distance herself from her family.

We comforted ourselves with the thought that surely it was only a temporary thing. But the days rolled into weeks. Months passed with no word, and our attempts to reach her were met with a wall of silence. Phone calls went unanswered; cards lay unopened somewhere in her home.

Every special occasion brought with it the hope that she would step back into our lives. We were disappointed over and over again.

And all the while a broken-hearted mother and father lived each day wondering why. What had they done wrong and how could they make it right?

The years passed. Years filled with joys and sorrows she knew nothing about. And the silence persisted.

There is no happy ending to this part of my story yet. We pray. It is all we have left to do. It is enough.

I sometimes dream about her. In my dreams I am often angry. When I wake, I think I understand the elder son in the story of the Prodigal Son. I know she will be welcomed back with open arms. And that is right. But I have lived without a sister when I desperately needed one. I have needed her help in so many ways, and she has not been there. I confess to a certain bitterness when I let my mind meander down that path. But I am reminded of the grace and mercy that has covered the very darkest of sins in my own life.

So we wait. With hope. With love.

Joining Jennifer - telling part of my story.


Blessings,
Linda

11 comments:

Ro Elliott said...

Oh Linda...I am so sorry for this pain...my brother was a prodical...it was so hard to watch the pain it inflicted on my parents...I too would find my heart being bitter toward him because of this...it was an on going process for me...may God's love continue to pursue her and may His Spirit comfort you and your parents as you wait.

Laura Boggess said...

Oh, friend. I did not know this part of your story. I'm so sorry. I pray you will one day be reunited. That whatever your sister is looking for she will find in the face of God. Love to you, dear one. Love to you.

diana said...

I am brokenhearted, Linda. Simply undone by this kind of cruelty. And I am so, so sorry.

lil red hen said...

So very sorry, Linda. I only have one sister, who I haven't seen in a long time, but we do talk on the phone now and then. God bless...

Tarissa Helms said...

I could hear both the sadness and the hope in your post. I'm very sorry for all the years of missing and longing for reconnection. Praying today for your sister and for you. Thank you for sharing this difficult part of your story.

Linda said...

Thank you so much Tarissa. There is always hope.

Linda said...

Thank you Diana.

Linda said...

Thank you Charlotte. I'm glad you're in touch with your sister. It's a blessing.

Linda said...

Thank you so much Laura. That's my prayer too. Love you back!

Linda said...

That's my prayer too Ro. I'm so glad you understand. Thank you.

Teena said...

praying with you. I love your openness.... thank you.