Victoria Escobar

Just About Healing Victoria Escobar

My sister was my lifeline, my beacon, my North Star. I could rely on her, depend on her, turn to her when the world was just too hard to face. She could depend on me for the same. I laughed with her; cried with her; rejoiced her success; and part of me died with her too. I lived for her, loved no one greater than her. Without Savannah, I had no one to turn to, no one to share my soul with. My other half, closer than twins we were, was just gone. Grief broke my soul and crushed my heart to dust. I didn't know how to put the pieces back together. I wasn't sure I even want to without her. How could I live knowing she would never share anything with me again? Time, supposedly, heals all wounds. I don't believe that. But I do know there are other ways to heal. I just had to find them.