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   Dedicated To My Sisters

Sheila & her daughter Hannah (yr,2000)

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Sheila at 17

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Sheila at 4 yrs, old

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Karen & her oldest daughter Samantha ( yr, 2000)

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Karen at 17

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Karen at 3 yrs, old

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Lori in yr, 2000

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Lori at 17

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Lori at 4 yrs, old

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(top)-Sheila age 8, (left)-Karen age 6, (right)-Lori age 4

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                      Lori,Sheila, and Karen
                             (in 2000)
 
 
 

My name is Karen and this site is about sisters . If you are as fortunate as I am to have such wonderful sisters. Who are your best friends, then you know how blessed you are, as I do. I can't imagine how my life would of been with out them, and I want them to know how special they are to me.

I am the middle child and as of 2004 my current age is 33, my older sister Sheila is three years older than I am, and my other sister Lori is almost two years younger than I.
We began our lives jelouse and resenting each other and demanding our mother's attention for ourselves. My older sister despised me in every way, until Lori came ( a year 1/2 after I was born ). She then descided to be nice to me and we became play mates. Up until I was a year and a half I had my mothers full attention. Than one day all that had changed, I felt replaced by a wrinkely, bald, short thing that spit up every time it was fed. I couldn't understand why my mother held her so much, especially every time she'd cry. It didn't take long for me to realize that I too would be held if I began to did the same. I was so angry at her for stealing my spot light and attention that I felt was due to me. I plotted ways to get her in trouble ( which never worked ) , and giving my parents reasons why they should send her away. It was not until Lori got old enough to play without stealing my toys when I started to appreciate her being apart of the family.

My friendship with my sisters in childhood was filled with priceless moments; of playing hide -n-seek, making snow angels in our yard on winter days, jumping in puddles after the rain, embarrassing our parents at restaurants with our uncontrollable giggle attacks, dressing up in halloween costumes to go trick-or-treating any time through out the year, sleeping in the back yard in homemade tents, catching crodads and frogs for pets, gripping our pilows while watching scary movies at night , discovering new paths and bringing back stray animals in the moutains at our Grandparent's vication cabin and of course driving Grandma crazy when we would all sit pony back style bouncing on the big propane tank out side pretending it was a galloping wild mustang horse, and ..............ect.

When we became teenagers , our parents thought the challenging years of parenthood would now finally be at it's mildest degree. We were three teenage daughters on one long emotional roller coaster ride. We were either throwing brushes at one another or covering each others backs when sneaking out to parties. Our mom can now laugh when she remembers back to those years of adolescence, but our dad I'm pretty sure is still recovering.

When we became adults, and like everyone else, we each had our own challenges to face . Our friendship strengthened as we all tried to face them supporting each other. My sister Sheila spent 11 years tring to have a baby. During that time she and her husband descided to do Invitro, and with that she spent nine stressfull months preparing for it. Which included taking hormone shots and a huge dept from the loan they took out to pay for this procedure. When it finally came time to do the invitro. All those years of praying for a child would now be answered. Sadley, the invitro did not take, and she was in a state of deep despare. When she was ready to search another way to become a mother she and her husband decided to adopt a child and that too had failed. When I was eight months pregnant with my last child an unexspected surprise happened . My sister had confirmation by her doctor that she was two months pregnant, it was heaven on earth for her after that. Five weeks later when my daughter was four days old, my sister went for her checkup at her Obgyn. Because my sister was considered high risk, her doctor did an ultra sound.
The news was devastating, the embryo had been dead for two days, the same day my daughter was born. They had to do a D&C on my sister to prevent infection since the embryo had not exspelled out. That was the hardest thing for my sister to go through. It was then I thought I could look into being a surrogate mother for her. My Doctor strongly advised against it, since I would be considered high risk. I caught Crypto..... a paracite from the cities drinking water, which nearly killed my unborn daughter and put me at high risk for near future miscarriages, so I had a tubal ligation to prevent future pregnancies. I think after this point all the grief and unjustfullness overwhelmed my sister. I could see the anger deep with in her arising. I couldn't help the feeling of guilt I had within myself towards her. I had my first child when I was a teenager and then my third child ( last child ) the same day as her only to be child had died. That year on Mother Day was very difficult for her, and for the rest of the family aswell. I showed appreciation to our mother, as for my self I felt too guilty to celebrate being a Mom, knowing that it for her it would be another year with empty arms, and mine full once again holding an infant and another tugging at my side . We all continued praying for her and she continued to keep her faith. Two months later Sheila found out she was three months pregnant. She couldn't believe that she was pregnant on Mothers Day after all. Although the Doctors said it would be impossible for her to have carried her baby full term, she did anyways, and only by faith and a miracle. Sheila and her husband had a daughter, her name is Hannah. Today Hannah is a healthy happy 7 year old miracle. Hannah will be getting a baby sister from China this coming Spring , Her name will be Sarah Hope Lieng.

My sister Lori and her husband own there own buisness and are doing very well. It took alot of very hard work, long hours, and years to get where they are at today. Lori and her husband have two children of their own," they are two peas in a pod". They both are as cute as a bug eyed puppy and spoiled , but they're worth it. It's hard not to pinch their cheeks even if they do try and bite back. My favorite detail about them are their wrinkly foreheads and smooshed noses, they're the cutest little Pugs (dogs). It was very sad when my sister Lori moved away from us, I felt like a small child wanting hide my sister and bribe her with treasures to make her stay. Although at the same time I understood why she and her husband had to move. I know it was the hardest thing for her to do because for the first 2 years whenever Sheila and I would call her she would end up cring on the phone, which made us cry aswell. Each time we all get together we celebrate the whole time, and we can not bare to say good-bye when its all over.


I don't know what great deed I did in heaven for God to have blessed me so much to have Sheila and Lori as my sisters.


SHEILA,

You are like a rose, your beauty is rich inside and out, you stand with pride , but are at the least judgemental, you are uniquely admired from the rest of them all. When you give your self to others you light up their day and even perhaps change their lives. Your roots are grounded and strong and does not go unnoticed. And if you should ever get weak know that you always have Lori and I to strengthen you back up . You have so much talent, share your testimonies and your poems and I believe they will change peoples lives for the better.
I'm so excited that you and Eric are adopting a little girl from China. Eric and You are the best parents for her , and because of you both, she will have such a positve meaningfull life. ( I can't wait to meet my new little neice !)
Thank you for always being there for me.



LORI,

When ever I see a white butterfly pass by , it makes me smile and again my spirit lifts up high. Because you are like a beautiful white butterfly, and so pure in heart. Your care free spirit shines and even brightens the saddest of them all. The sky is in your reach and you fly through it with such grace and confidence.

Though Your wings have carried you away from us, they always find their way back.

Even though we live miles apart I'am so very thankful to you , because even our simple phone calls mean so very much to me . Lori, I'm so proud of you and John , your company was built through love, strong will, and of course such amazing talents. I pray it will always prosper.


SISTERS FOR LIFE

Karen Myers Ferrell

karen_myers_ferrell@yahoo.com