I have a story to share. 

This story begins with introducing you to my older sister.  My older sister was born 3 months premature in 1950.  The doctors and nurses at that time gave her up for dead.  No one held her.  No one rocked her.  No one cuddled her.  Because no one wanted to grow emotionally attached to a baby that was just going to die.

After many months in the hospital, my sister surprised them.  And lived.  At that time the State took her (and her siblings) away from their parents and placed all of them up for adoption.

“This baby has a lot of problems, mentally, emotionally and physically”, the social worker told my parents.  “That just tells us this child needs a lot of our loving”, they responded.

That let’s you know what kind of people our parents were.

My sister has worked hard all her life, doing the best she can with what she was endowed with.  She’s the type of employee that won’t miss a day of work in 20 years and will always show up on time.

When I moved away, my sister told me I had given her the greatest gift she had ever received:  the opportunity to have her own life.  I left her well taken care of in terms of property and assets.

Today, she called me.  She got fired from her job and for good reason.  “Mustn’t cuss at customers.”

And this all happened 2 months ago…and I’m just now finding out about it.  The company put a block on her applying for any unemployment.  Keep in mind this is a mentally handicapped person.  That has worked for said company for over 20 years.

She also informed me that she had been gambling at the racetrack.  On her credit card. And had wracked up a debt of $13,000.00.  Why the State of Oklahoma allows gambling on credit, I don’t know.  Other states, don’t and, for this reason.

Now I already know I could sue the company; literally pounding them into the ground but I’m not going to do it.  I hold my hand from taking such action. 

For I see the Universe moving to bring me my desires in this act.  I have been missing my sister.  She’s the only ‘family’ I’ve got left from my childhood.  And I have been sensing unease as it concerns her.  Now I know why.

I told her I was giving her 10 days to find a job before we were coming to get her.  A creature of habit, of course she doesn’t want to move.

I really wish I hadn’t given her 10 days.

Because what I’m picking up right now is that my sister has been under ENOUGH mental and emotional anxiety and I desire to see her released.  She’s done the very best she could and has done an exemplary job considering what she’s had to work with.  Which is a lot less then most of us and still, she tried.

Washington State is not like Oklahoma.  Washington State will embrace my sister with Compassion and help her with aid that Oklahoma denies.   But she’s scared.  She’s got it in her head if she lets anyone know she’s mentally handicapped, she’s going to be locked up in a mental institution.  Because that’s the kind of attitude they have in Oklahoma.

And of course, something like that would NEVER happen to her, even over my dead body.

What I’m asking is for my sister.

I ask she be surrounded with Love.  Her name is Sherry.

I ask in her name because she can’t.  She doesn’t know how.  Please surround her with Compassion and Assurance, as steps are taken to get her out of an unloving environment and back into the bosom of her family.

She’s scared.  And she has no reason to be.