You’re Home, Sister

These last few days, my sister has been trying to get used to the fact that this is her new dwelling place.

She’s so used to doing this from afar and not being there to experience it first-hand, but now she’s here, physically, emotionally, spiritually, and she can’t get rid of that feeling that she’s going to be leaving.

For me, I’m glad that she’s here, in fact, since we’ve had the house blessed, my heart was at peace, for the first time.

Some context:
Before getting the house blessed, my heart knew inside and out, that something was there, to the point where I had to force myself to go to my room, much less go to sleep. and after having the house blessed, I knew the presence was gone, yet my heart kept beating somewhat rapidly in anticipation of it.

So now that she is here, for the first time, my heart felt truly at peace. No ‘sensing’ that something was there, no ‘thinking’ that something was there, just peace.

And now, I remember, that question I never got a chance to ask my father before he died, and now, I’m faced with something similar, I can’t pass up this opportunity to let another person know how much they mean to me. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

I will not let another opportunity pass me by, I won’t let another person go unloved and unappreciated.

This is home, your home, my home, our home.

A Random Update

Wow, things have been interesting as of late. And that’s putting it lightly.

We had the house blessed and the presence that was left there is now no longer felt. It was strange, each night I’d go to sleep beforehand and my heart wouldn’t let go of the fact that there was something there. I don’t possess the gifts to see the supernatural, but when they want themselves known, they’ll tell let you know.

But I feel good now, as of a few days ago, I’ve finally submitted my Medical School application. It feels somewhat anti-climatic, but I’m now glad that it’s done. It’s like a weight has been lifted. I’ve honestly no idea what’s going to happen next and I’m almost certain that I won’t get accepted, but I can’t let that stop me from trying. Now I know that accepted or rejected, my name is out there and I’ll be known by them. If I’m accepted, that’ll be amazing; rejected, and I’ll try again next time, and they’ll recognize me.

Now it’s 12:32 AM and my sister will be home in an hour, and I’ll have more time on my hands. I can start volunteering again, get a part-time job, and even shadow more. It’s like I’m free to do more things because I’ve gotten my application out of the way.

Well, we’ll see what happens next, now that my world can expand for a time, I’m going to take this opportunity.