#FallWithElina - Official NVSC 15 Campaign

 You feel as if time stops. As if time means nothing to you anymore. On March 31st 2015, I came home and asked where my sister was, because we usually have chat time, my mum said she hadn't been downstairs all day. So I went up to her bedroom to discover the worst thing possible. My sister was dead. I lifted her out of her bed and that moment of strange feeling linked us how, she held me when I was a baby and now I hold her as a man in my arms, as a lady who has passed on. She had fought many years against her heart condition but finally it got the better of her. For many days, I couldn't process it, I couldn't think why she has been taken away from me. The hardest thing to do also was the day of her funeral. Seeing her in a coffin, following it to a church, then following it to watch your sister enter a crematorium to be cremated. 

I thought I would never get over it, that it would have got the better of me. That this would have been my pathway to depending on something like alcohol or cutting myself or spiralling into a depression. But what kept me strong were the things that my dear parents have taught me throughout life. This is mainly what has pushed me to continue my teaching career and i'm now back in Thailand teaching English at a high school. My life is certainly never going to be the same again, but its turned out better than what it could have been. Also, my sister will never leave me, she'll always be in my heart, no matter what.