A Sister's Life Changing Experience Of Faith And Hope Part Twenty

We all went to bed, after we prayed and then the next morning our parents got a call. Aunt Vivian was comforting mom as dad answered the phone. It was the doctor from the hospital. Blake now holds me in his arms as we await to hear the news of what the doctor is telling dad. Dad hangs up and asks to see Aunt Vivian with mom, outside for a moment. I know that can't be good. Blake takes his arms away from me and starts to walk over to the kitchen window, looking down at the sink as if he was trying not to think of anything else. I however pace back and forth trying to think that there can only be and should only be good news. My dad comes in and then aunt Vivian with mom who looks sad. I could only think of what has happened but I try not to think of the worst case possible. Dad asks Blake to come outside with him and then Blake comes back in, sitting on the other side of aunt Vivian also like he's seen a ghost. My dad then asks me to come into the living room, where we can be out of earshot and then the news my dad tells me, hits me like a brick. It makes me fall to my knees. It makes me angry inside, but the anger inside of me isn't that I'm mad but rather an anger of how the goodbye was so soon. I cry, and cry. My dad kneels beside and comforts me. He tells me that even though my sister has fought and fought for life, sometime last night through early this morning, was her time to gain her angel wings. She's not suffering from any pain and that it is a blessing that she passed peacefully in her sleep. I couldn't really understand what he meant by that because I was in shock from everything that seemed like yesterday was happy. I know that my sister wouldn't want me to be sad, but I can't help that my emotions are getting the best of me. I hate that feeling but what am I supposed to do? I mean there is only three or four practices left, and then it's the big day. Well it would have been my sister's big day to preform in front of all those people. I mean what would my sister do if she were here? I just can't imagine anything right now. I then hear my cell ring and it's the coach from my sister's practices. I answer and the first thing that comes out of the coach's mouth, is I'm so sorry to hear about the passing of your sister, it was and had been an honor working with her. I say thank you for the kind words, and then she says that all of her teammates have loved having me fill in for my sister and voted that I should be the Christmas Spirit Cheerleader and preform at the Christmas Land Of All Things Beautiful Christmas Spirit Center with them and all I can say is thank you and I accept. I feel like this is something my sister would have wanted me to do and then we hang up. My dad then says to me that he is so proud of me, and then we go back into the kitchen and go over all the memories we have had with her and then I see an email that says my daughter heard the news from your mom, and we're so sorry but my daughter is thinking about attending the Christmas Eve and Christmas Day events that are happening when you preform the routine, and to let you know that she is thinking of all of you during this time, even though we have only known you and your family for a short amount of time. I shortly reply, thanks.