In memory of Baby Patricia
My sister Patricia died in on the 22nd September in 1976, she was about four and a half months old. Noone in my family will talk about her, noone. As the years go on, the pain of this only increases for me. I know so little about her. She had Cystic Fibrosis and was very very sick. I was told (by my uncle, who saw her) that she had blonde curls and green eyes. Her having green eyes kills me every time I think about this. I am the only one in my family with green eyes (my parents and brother have blue eyes) so to know there was actually someone else in my family like me...
She would have been 35 this year if she had lived. My mother cant talk about her at all. There are no photos of her either (I have asked), so I have no picture of her in my head. I wish I had known her. I would have been only 5 when she was born and I have no memory of her at all, my uncle told me that she was so sick that she was in hospital almost from the time she was born until she died. Its the image of her with blonde curls and green eyes that kills me every time.
I cant even say to my mother, I am so sorry, Mum, she cant bear any mention of Patricia. Its ok, but I think as time goes on, i think I need to talk about her now to someone.
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My sister Patricia died in on the 22nd September in 1976, she was about four and a half months old. Noone in my family will talk about her, noone. As the years go on, the pain of this only increases for me. I know so little about her. She had Cystic Fibrosis and was very very sick. I was told (by my uncle, who saw her) that she had blonde curls and green eyes. Her having green eyes kills me every time I think about this. I am the only one in my family with green eyes (my parents and brother have blue eyes) so to know there was actually someone else in my family like me...
She would have been 35 this year if she had lived. My mother cant talk about her at all. There are no photos of her either (I have asked), so I have no picture of her in my head. I wish I had known her. I would have been only 5 when she was born and I have no memory of her at all, my uncle told me that she was so sick that she was in hospital almost from the time she was born until she died. Its the image of her with blonde curls and green eyes that kills me every time.
I cant even say to my mother, I am so sorry, Mum, she cant bear any mention of Patricia. Its ok, but I think as time goes on, i think I need to talk about her now to someone.
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