Wind Beneath My Wings

Description

Sometimes, when she misses her, she looks up at the stars in the night sky. Sitting alone in their backyard, hugging her knees to her chest and quietly humming the tune to their special song, she feels strong. Strong because she doesn't cry herself to sleep anymore. Strong because she seems to be becoming more independent - little by little, day by day.

But, even though she's strong, even though she's becoming independent now, even though she's learning to live a little more, she misses her sister. So she looks up at the stars in the night sky and thinks of her. And among all those twinkling stars, the one that shines the brightest is Christina. And thinking of that puts a smile on her face.

Foreword

Because life isn't all about romantic love. There are other kinds of love, and in this case, it's the family kind.

Poster Credit : wit and wicked (on AFF)