I found this poem yesterday when going
through old files. It stirred my heart remembering when I wrote it in 2006. I
kept having a bad dream about Emalee passing and for some reason this poem
helped comfort me back then. I know the Lord is with her now and though I am happy for
that, I still miss her presence. She was a huge reason why I wanted to be a
mother so badly. Taking care of her was not a chore, it was enlightening. I
found it fun and interesting. I'll never forget my most memorable moments with
her. I was the first to hold her, I even had the opportunity to cut her
umbilical cord (she was an at-home birth). In 4th grade when we had
show-and-tell, instead of bringing a cool new toy or pet, I brought my sister
Emalee. I thought she was so precious and special because she still looked like
a baby and we had to care for her as if she was one too.
| [My dad dancing with Emalee at my wedding] |
When she and I shared a room
sometimes I would sneak into her crib at night and sing to her, or just
snuggle. It's not like she could fight me on it. I would talk to her, like
everyone did, knowing that my secrets were safe with her. But going off to
college was difficult for me, I missed her and my siblings terribly. Some
siblings fight and hate each other, well we sure fought, but I did not hate my
siblings. I loved them. They were my best friends, my confidants, the people I
would go to when I felt there was no one else (aside from Josh my hubby and
Tracy). My heart was saddened on her passing, because I was not there to give
my little sister one last kiss, one last hug, one last holding, one last song
to sing her to sleep. And though you try to not let it get to you, those
feelings of regret creep in at times. As I am sure many people feel when
someone passes so suddenly. Those are the times when the Lord comforts me, I'll
hear a song on the radio or laugh at something we once shared. My sister may
have left, but what she left behind was a promise, to see her again. With grace
and love, our family was blessed to have an incredible spirit like Emalee in
our lives.
| [My mom holding Emalee at my wedding] |
When Emalee Goes
by Laura Van Buskirk
I’m going on a trip dear Mom to
see the Lord my friend
He says I’ll be able to walk
again, that there will be no end
I’m going for a little while to
give someone special a hand
He says I’ll be able to sing again,
maybe I’ll be in his band
I’m going brother and sister, I
promise I don’t hurt because He’s here
He says I’ll be able to see
again, I’ll go swimming with no fear!
I'll be able to come and watch
over you all from where I'll be
Sight and sound, all things
new, in beauty and light I will see
I’m going somewhere new dear
friends, don’t be sad for me up there
He says I will dance and play,
I will frolic around without a care
When you come I will perform a
show for you all and you will know
I always loved you without
saying a word, even though I had to go
I’m going to some place called
Heaven, dear Dad that is very far away
He says I’ll be able to feel
your love, no matter the distance or time of day
God said love is all around and
it is what made me perfect to be with Him,
But only through Jesus Christ
could this be done; Open your heart, please let Him in.
Laura, you have a gift with words. :) Thank you for this beautiful tribute to your little sister. She loved & appreciated you and all her siblings. She will be forever in our hearts. I love you dear daughter of mine.
ReplyDeleteLove eternal, Mom xoxoxoxoxoxo
Beautiful, my friend. I'm so sorry you have feelings of regret. Don't allow that to taint the memories you have of your sister. She doesn't hold that stuff against you. She was lucky and blessed to have such a caring and loving sister. I am blessed to be your friend :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, my friend. I'm so sorry you have feelings of regret. Don't allow that to taint the memories you have of your sister. She doesn't hold that stuff against you. She was lucky and blessed to have such a caring and loving sister. I am blessed to be your friend :)
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