What is a Sister?

A sister is someone more special than words. she's love mixed with friendship; the best things in life. she's so much inner beauty blended together with an outward appearance that brings a smile to the happiness in your heart.

A sister is one of the most precious people in the story of your life. And you'll always be together, whether you're near or apart.

Together, you have shared some of the most special moments two people have ever shared. A sister is a perspective on the past, and she's a million favorite memories that will always last. A sister is a photograph that is one of your most treasured possessions. She's a note that arrives on a special day, and when there's news to share, she's the first one you want to call. A sister is a reminder of the blessings that come from closeness. Sharing secrets. Disclosing dreams. Learning about life together.

A sister is a confidante and a counselor. She's a dear and wonderful friend, and ~ in certain ways ~ something like a twin. She's a hand within your hand; she's so often the only one who really understands. A sister is honesty and trust enfolded with love. She's sometimes the only person who sees the horizon from your point of view, and she helps you to see things more clearly. She is a helper and a guide, and she is a feeling, deep inside, that makes you wonder what you would ever do without her.

What is a sister? She's someone more special than words; someone beautiful and unique. And in so many ways, there is no one who is loved so dearly.

The above was written by Carey Martin but expressed the feelings of my dad, Don East, toward his lifelong friend and sister.

Letting Go

The room was dark,
The room was drear,
And all I could feel
Was a rush of fear.

The shades were down,
And it was hard to see,
But I could hear her heart beat,
And it comforted me.

Her eyes were closed,
Fast asleep was she.
Her breathing was steady,
But soon she'd pay a fee.

The air in the room went stale,
And that's when I finally knew
Things had been held overtime
To see if her strength had grew.

But she was old,
She's served her time,
And I knew at that exact moment
That this would be her last of mine.

Her breathing slowly subsided,
And the pulse came to a slow.
I knew within minutes,
She would quietly go.

I thought of all her triumph.
I thought of all her pain.
Then I realized I couldn't let go.
Because of me she left in vain.

The look upon her face was pleasant.
It was how you'd want to die.
But looking upon her gladdened face,
I couldn't help but know God was passing.

A moment later the heart beats stopped,
And I was all alone,
In that place where my mouth went dry,
And death had set it's tone.

This poem written by Katie Stanton and read by Luke Farlow-Wolgast at his grandmother's funeral service.

Go Now Grandma

wisdom and laughter stemming from the enchanted paradise above
a picture of beauty, a painting of completeness, the sweet essence of God's Love
no day gone by without the giving of thanks for the presence of my heavenly dove
go now my sweet memory I love you so much grandma

a woman of extraordinary wisdom who led with her heavenly touch
she provided guidance and knowledge without ever saying it was such
no amount of support did she ever consider to be too much
for my grandma she was a woman who rained God's Holy Love

mounds of laughter trickled atop the ice cream she enjoyed
silly grandchildren sparkled amongst the thoughts of grandma so overjoyed
a euphoric image of beauty this earthly land longed to be with
but for you oh Lord, my grandma's day has come so gracefully equipped
with joy that today grandma dances upon your heavenly lift
go now grandma your life complete yet oh so swift

out of a love so deep and so true
I cry out to God as He showers the heavens with His love for you
for while the angels rejoice as they welcome you home,
the days will seem cold as my heart feels so all alone
but in my dreams I know you will always be near
for as God's angel of love your presence will be the eternal whisper in my ear

so many times I have wanted you to know
my love has always been there for me to show
yet in my youth I have always thought the end was only a fascade
so please let my heart touch the essence of your soul as it cries out to God
for it is from your own special touch that I have become that which makes your daughter so proud
as only through your goodness of life has my soul been blessed from above the clouds
oh earthly friends listen to the love that radiates from my grandma so loud
go now grandma my hands release the joy, singing all about

my soul rejoices, my eyes shed more tears
my time with you grandma brought unspeakable joy throughout the years
so to you sweet grandma, the light of our lives,
be peaceful in heaven as you witness our dreams come alive
for only from you have we gathered the strength to survive

go now grandma and watch over my shoulder
I know you will always be my protector, my beholder
go now grandma we look ahead to the day when in heaven we will meet,
so until then, enjoy the astounding laughter
as you gracefully dance with your little boy Pete

The above was written by Matthew Farlow the evening before his grandmother's funeral. All the grandchildren were talking about their fondest memories of 'grandma' and they are incorporated into this loving tribute. It was read at the funeral service by Matthew's sister Rachel Dick.

With Hope

This is not at all
How we thought it was supposed to be
We had so many plans for you
We had so many dreams
And now you've gone away
And left us with the memories of your smile
And nothin' we can say
And nothin' we can do
Can take away the pain
The pain of losing you.

-- But we can cry with hope
We can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no
And we can grieve with hope
'Cause we believe with hope
(There's a place by God's grace)
There's a place where we'll see your face again
We'll see your face again --

And never have I known
Anything so hard to understand
And never have I questioned more
The wisdom of God's plan
But through the cloud of tears
I see the Father's smile and say well done
And I imagine you
Where you wanted most to be
Seeing all your dreams come true
'Cause now you're home
and now you're free.

And we can cry with hope
We can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no
And we can grieve with hope
'Cause we believe with hope
There's a place where we'll see your face again
We'll see your face again, oh yeah
We'll see your face again

We have this hope as an anchor
'Cause we believe that everything
God promised us true.

So we can cry with hope
We can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no
And we can grieve with hope
'Cause we believe with hope
There's a place, by God's grace
There's a place where we'll see your face again
We'll see your face again

Yes we can cry with hope
And say goodbye with hope
We wait with hope
And we ache with hope
We hold on with hope
We let go with hope

This is a beautiful song sung by Steven Curtis Chapman and was played at my Aunt Kae's service. If you would like to hear this song in mp3 format download it here.

Be at peace Aunt Kae. We'll see each other again. I love you.
Barbara Lynn

P.S. So soon after your leaving us, my mom left to join you. Please take care of her and watch over us. We miss you both so very much.

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