I would like to get into part 2 of my story but & also in between interject some other aspects of joy.
I would like to tell you about some amazing young women who I grew up with. First we will start with Jackey. Were 5 years old when we met on the playground of our elementary school and we never looked back.
This wonderful person, Jackey was my saving grace. Her & her mother.👩👧 She has a younger brother & sister who I love but Jackey was my best friend. We used to say we were cousins, now that we are mature woman, we are sisters of the heart.❤
When we were in elementary school, Jackey was always reminding me to put my glasses on. I hated wearing glasses! But she was always telling me “Yvonne, you have to wear your glasses” I was like “nope!” So she would read the chalkboard for me. Lol. Also, math, my nightmare to this day, so foreign to me!!! I just don’t get it. Give me history, spelling, English, but I begged God, no math! But my Jack Jack was always there to help me.
We shaved our legs together for the first time, talked about first kisses, saw grease & Saturday Night Fever & danced together. Went clubbing. We share a gazillion memories!!!
My Jack Jack met my grandma/mom & was there while she was ill & dying of cancer. When she passed away, she was in the limousine when we went to the wake & burial site. She held my hand the whole time & cried with me. In 2004 when my “daddy Pete/step-grandfather” passed away of lung cancer, she took 2 days of work off because “her daddy” died in her heart. My daddy loved Jackey. When we were standing over the casket at his wake & everyone left, I had 2 other friends I grew up with that were there. They seemed uncomfortable seeing my daddy in the coffin, I don’t blame them at all, but Jackey was not scared, nervous or uncomfortable at all.
I stood there crying saying I can’t leave him, I can’t leave him alone! Even though I know he sleeping & will be resurrected to life with no sickness all reasoning fled out the door. The man that raised me until I was 14 was gone. The man who tucked me in & always acted like a grouch but was a cream puff softie inside was gone. Never was I to visit him & bring him his favorite lemon meringue pie. I was devastated. I kissed my daddy’s face & cried that I could not leave him in that room.
But my Jackey, she said “Evey! Do you have a picture of you in your wallet?” I said yes, she said get it! So I did, a pic of myself & my hubby. She got it, put it in his shirt pocket & said “there, your right there with him by his heart.” It was like a wave of peace & love came over me. My beliefs came flooding back to my mind & heart & I recalled the scripture in Revelation 21:3,4 – “With that I heard a loud voice from the throne say: “Look! The tent of God is with mankind, and he will reside with them, and they will be his people. And God himself will be with them. 4 And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away”. She then kissed my daddy & said “Goodbye Daddy Pete, I love you”. That was in June, 2004.
Today although we live very different lives & very far apart, the love & bond we share surpasses all differences we may have. We still laugh together like when we were little girls.
That is the story of my wonderful sister of my heart.