Ghostwriter
She was really very intuitive. She could read people well. She understood most people’s motives and let them be. Two days before she took her life she was thinking on paper, she did that a lot. I guess it runs in the family.
If everything really goes as planned no one will really know I am gone. No one reads the details and my thoughts will be there for years to come. Sisters are one in the same in many ways. But no one notices the differences or the subtle differences. We really were, are, however you choose to deal with more alike than different. At first I didn’t understand her wishes and now I get it. She would be so proud that I get it.
I never “feel” her. But sometimes when I turn on the computer and see what I wrote, I wonder who the author was or is. Does a part of her live in me? Am I just slowly dying of loneliness so she comforts me with words and thoughts.
Journeys are interesting and no one really “knows” what comes after this one. There must be something that does because sometimes she is so here and other times she’s long gone.
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Question of
Do you ever wonder what time seems like to spirits who have left the earth?
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Yes
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No
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Question of
Do you ever wonder if anyone really understands?
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Yes
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No
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One thing I try to find out is how can I maintain my sanity since being happy means having a lot of patience to write a story that people can relate to outside of myself.
Outside of yourself? Are you saying this is much too personal?
I am simply saying that I know of many actors who write stories based on their real lives with the television show “Everyone Hates Chris” might be based on the childhood of comedian Chris Rock.
Sometimes I wonder if I will see how people will react if I die.
That is an interesting thought. I think I always imagined them meeting with those who and gone before and not too worried about what they left behind.