All my life I’ve seen my mom and her sisters as a strong trio of women, who would stand by each other no matter what. Through the years they’ve had their disagreements, their differences, and times of wishing other things for each other. They’ve put many miles between them, and sometimes gone long periods without being face to face. But they’ve always shown unconditional love, and truly tried to support each other through all the good and bad of life.
When Austin went missing, they were both here right away. When we celebrated his birthday and launch of Finder’s Hope the next year, they were there. They’ve shown me the same love and support that they show each other.
On one particular occasion, I was actually upset by their display of love and support. All I could think was that I no longer had my brother to share life with, wouldn’t have his support and love many years from now. It didn’t seem fair as I looked at them thinking that together they could conquer anything. But on that same occasion, they shared with the group about their 4th sister, the one no longer there. JoAnn was the youngest of the four, and the next to youngest of the six kids (did I not mention they also have two brothers?) and was lost tragically in an accident as a teenager.
I realized, that though she’s not with them conquering the world, she’s always in their heart and on their mind. They never forget that they aren’t three but four. All they’ve been through, including losing her, combined with their faith, is so much of what makes them strong.
I may not have a sister, or any sibling to support me the way they do for each other. But I do have them and I do have Austin with me in heart and memory, even if not here himself. Like they have grown in strength from all their losses, here’s praying that so may I. That I may one day be able to conquer the world too.