 My sister Denise Angela Walker
I would like to introduce to you to my sister Denise Angela Walker. She was supposed to be my twin. Our childhood was one that was strange and unique, I was strange, and she was unique. I had surreptitiously brought sibling rivalry to new heights and unthinkable lows. The atrocity that I had infected upon my sister, in the days of my early childhood, are to numerous to mention. All that I can say is this, my inhumane behavior to her had reached heaven gate and back to earth. I had taken extreme pleasure to fabricate all manner of tales, just to let her be severely punished by my grandma.
Denise was so unlike me, she never told tales, and she never got back at me. She just took my punishments that I had to infect to make feel secure in my own inadequacies and my own neurosis. She was far brighter than I was in intellect, and she demonstrated this very early on in our childhood. I struggled and work very hard to maintain my grade average of A’s or B’s, she would stay home at her discursion for days, and arrive at school the days of exams and get A’s, she was a bookworm and I envied her. How in hell did she do this? Well she had to go down one way or another, this much I know. I made a crusade to make her burn, and burn she did.
The sibling rivalry stopped when puberty came crashing against my soul like a tempest storm. Within this storm, came my ability to excel in everything, I had put my mind towards, particularly the sciences. She was perceived by me as no longer a threat, and had been elevated to the status that she has been given to me, not out of guilty….Oh no! I respected her love and took her council as best I could.
She is kind and wise beyond her years, and has a heart of pure gold. She is self-less, loving, honest, and true. She has always been my councilor, my mentor, and her wisdom has been much appreciated over the years. She is a much better human being than I will ever be. She would not let me fall one inch below my known potential; I guess she was the one who was truly listening to what our grandma had said.
She always offered me her unconditional love, and I on the other hand, have always been headstrong and strong willed. I, in my own blindness and driven by my selfish needs, take her nurturing and her love for granted…”yep, like grandma.” For my crimes against my sisterhood, I openly and publicly apologize to her for my lack of maturity and my sometime nonchalant attitude toward her. Denise has truly been the wind beneath my sails. I would not have come this far along my chosen path, without her loving support and Guidance. She had become the important woman in my life and I dedicate this page as a Celebration of us. A brother and sister who have shared many life experiences, Separate yet together, but never emotionally or spiritually apart.
Many People often said, “I am the talent, and that she is the brains” but they are all wrong. Not many People know this fact, that Denise is just as talented and creative as I am, and even better. My sister’s artistic abilities were so exceptional; that I used her pastel drawing form the seventh grade to get into college. I need a Still life subject as part of the requirement for acceptance. I had none, and I there was no time to create one. I loved her Still life so much that I asked to use hers as my work. I got in on the strength of her Still Life. I am always in awe of my sister’s great effort to do the right thing, and he ability to self less and dedicated to life and her mark of excellence.
She is truly the embodiment of female goddess and my Angel on Earth. I would now love to say to my sister.
“I have been longing to see you. I have never known a moment as sweet as when you were here with me. Everything was so unexpected. Could we start again please? I think you have made your point now; you have even gone a bit too far to get the message home.”
The light of this my life has been erased, and the beautiful memories are now embedded in my sacred of all heart. She was my rock my strength and my Constance source of inspiration. I thank God every day for giving me the best sister, any brother could ever have.
My Beloved sister I love you, just as equal or not more that you have loved me. |
