my sister was brought into the world with down disorder in 1997 in the wake of being alive for a couple of days , tragically she passed away . She would have been my more youthful sister , I would deal with her and adore her unendingly. I feel like God gave me a reason in life to work with people with down disorder, to put my dedication that I had with her to another individual or people in need. Regardless i'm searching for that correct chance yet once I unearth it , I realize that I'll be extraordinary at it . Despite the fact that i've never met her I realize I would have been the best sister she's at any point had . also, I adore and miss her ordinary.
