To be blunt, I'm unsure if I'm capable of reaching true acceptance when the abrupt, violent murder of my sister and her unborn child will forever remain unjust in my eyes.
But then, what is true acceptance? I've been able to make peace with many of the facts and outcomes regarding the loss and trauma. I've accepted that she is gone and see the larger than life legacy she has left behind. I've accepted that the perpetrators aren't worth any more of my energy. They are pathetic, lost beings. I've accepted many lessons taught to me by my sister, surviving family members and everyone I've grown to know and love.
Delilah and Loretta
I'm just not entirely sure I will ever find a way to truly accept the loss of my sister and her baby. I'm left to live my life, which she is supposed to still be a part of.
As I've mentioned earlier in this series, it's not something that will ever sit right, but you do the best you can to transform the trauma and loss into something positive. I would like to welcome you to share your stories and memories of our stolen loved ones.
Stay strong and nakkumek for reading!
nakkumek — thank you