Lisa, I took me a while to come on here to share how i feel. I've been mad at u because you left without saying goodbye. I never had a big sister and you were one for me. I feel like you was the only one that understanded me when I was feeling bad. It still hurts to know that I cant talk to u anymore. I realy do miss u! You made me think that u was my sister 4 real and I love u 4 that! No 1 can b a better big sister than u! I LOVE YOU! Tina is another big sister that I have but after she moved me and you became closer. I`m sorry 4 the other things that I`ve done. I know we talked about it but it hurts more than every. I no I shouldnt have been mad at you 4 that but I was. I just want you 2 know that ur still my Big Sister! Love Always n Forever, Your little sister Tiffany!
Thanks mom 4 everything. U helped me with every conflict that came in my path and i am very greatful 4 dat. Thanks 2 u i am a better person and i will alwayz remeber wat u taught me. I will continue 2 do good in school and never aim 4 anything but my best. Mommy, u wiil alwayz b in my heart and i will NEVER forget u.And though i miss u so, i know ur in a better place. keep smilin
your daughter,
tickle-li-toot
we were born on the same day but different year. what a cool cousin you was, but even though your gone your memeries lives on 4 ever. im gonna miss the text messages you use to send me but ill never 4 get you. my love is with you and your family 4ever.i know life goes on but its still hard knowing that your not here with us.you is really a true angel in the sky........love your cuz jarvis lyles.....im still missing you but i know God has a job 4 you in heaven so ill see you when i get there big cuz ........1 LOVE...JARVIS....
Lisa, having you for my sister meant I was never alone in this world, but now that you're gone, that's how I've been feeling lately, alone, but I know in reality I'm not, it just feels that way. I know that the Lord is here for me, but it hurts so much knowing that you're not here for me any longer. "Sister" is a word that I hold dear to my heart. It is a precious reminder of who I am and where my roots are; a link between the present and the past. You was more than just my sister. You was a friend, companion, keeper of memories and a reservoir of who I was and what I am becoming. You was someone who saw through my "ugly duckling" days of acne, and still believed that I was always a swan. When we were young, you were the enemy that I had to love, but as we grew older, you was the friend that I loved having. At times, we didn't even need a lot of words. We would just say things like, "Remember when...," and giggles, sighs, and sometimes tears would dissolve from it. It was so great being your sister. "Sister" is such a lovely word on the tongue; I savor each cherished memory it brings to mind. Even when the miles separated us (my family & I being stationed here & there), we were always close in thought. Having you as a sister was better than having a therapist. Looking at you sometimes was like looking into a mirror. I saw my childhood reflected, my growing years. All I have been and all I am today was there in your eyes. When I think about scraped knees and bruised hearts I think about you. When I crave pickled pig feet, I remember the times we shared. They have a place all of their own in our treasure chest of memories. You and I, we were like buds on a rose bush. We was always there for each other: holding hands, linking arms, hugging each other closely. We had a closeness that the world could never be able to replace. We was so different and yet it felt that we were so alike. Accepting each other for who we were is what made our relationship so special. And just as good friends can become the sisters that one never had, we proved that sisters can, too, become the best friends that one may have always longed for. We could be compared to as flowers for sure; grown in the same soil, each having identical roots (sharing the same mom & dad), yet we each offered a unique beauty (our individual personalities) to the garden (our family). We were like mirrors reflecting the best of ourselves; in each other eyes we saw all that we were and all that we could be. We were nuts from the same family tree. Growing up with you is my most treasured childhood memory. Looking back on the name calling, hair pulling, and wrestling matches, there is just one thing to say: "I always loved you, regardless to the fact that you always started it." As we grew older, our relationship changed. We went from enemies to best friends. We knew all of each other's dark secrets (some points in my life that could only be shared with you, being my sister & best friend) and even each other's annoying habits, yet still, we wouldn't change a thing about each other. I can't even count how many fights started because, "She's looking at me!" Now I only wish we had that much time to spend together. If the length of a friendship is the measure of its strength, then I had no better friend than you, my sister. We loved each other for the little girls that we once were and for the women we became. My favorite person to laugh, cry, and gossip with was you. I am so thankful to God for allowing me to have you as a best friend for the 30 years we were able to share together, because not only was you my most treasured friend, you was also my "dear sister". Know that I will never let you go; you will live forever in my heart. Love, always.
Tina
Lisa, God made you especially for me. Putting you in my life was a blessing and now that you have gone back home, my heart is hurting just knowing that I will never see you on the physical side of this world again, but there is a spiritual side where I know we will be together again in that great reunion. You was my pride and joy. You was sweet and loving as an angel. I'm glad you was a part of me, a part that I will never forget. You was my youngest.
Love forever,
Mom
