My dearest older sister Dee, departed in 1968 when I was but eleven years old and my mother said that I was "to young to understand".

I am now forty, am I old enough to understand now?! Well, am I Mother?!! How dare you do that to me!!!
(the child within sobs as the heart aches so)

What my parents didn't know is that when I was only five years old the Black Dragon inflicted a wound, injecting its poison and:

Though she was "Only about fifteen at the time, she was my angel, a beautiful star, giving of her light within a sea of darkness, holding and rocking me while I cried and trembled through the night."

"She did this, out of a love that not many know today, absorbing the poison of the Black Dragon. Even now when I think of those nights, it brings feelings of both comfort and sorrow to my heart, (knowing that I was loved so greatly and now that is gone). My mother was obviously busy attending to more important things. No one in my family ever knew that or how much my sister comforted me, and probably never will."

She was a loving sister (to me) and daughter (to my parents). Though you would not know it because the Black Dragon's poison caused her drug addiction that started when she was but 16 and then the Black Dragon killed her.

I am so sorry that your sacrifice was made in vain!!
You couldn't know that the Black Dragon would attack yet again.

Do you know how very much I miss you?!!
Can you see all the tears I have cried,
both on my face and in my heart?!!

I so want to come home to be with you and yet,
I have to remain here in my aloneness to help others,
that without me I think would be as I am, without you!!

That is a PAIN that no one should suffer,
just like that of the Black Dragon!!

Her addiction caused her much anguish, of this I am sure, for I met the Dragon when I was only five. Instead of defeat, through my sister giving her strength to me, I was fortunate enough to claim some sort of victory. Recovering from these deep wounds, I never really win.

In hind sight, I am glad that she is no longer suffering the pain and hardship of her last days here, filled with emptiness and shivering through cold nights alone.