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My Dear Brother you raised us for the first four years of my live. You raised two little girls not knowing what a father is, but you had good instinct. You were the closest to a father is to me. I've never stopped looking for you. Sometimes I think you are still here with us. We never found your body. You told us how you were feeling about your job. We should of listened. You were a target for them. At the same time you were doing your job what you loved best. Making bad things right. Making bad things right. What really happened to you. You were as strong or even stronger than your comrades. How can you just disappear. And if you did get hurt why leave a man behind. So the family can have closure.
You have no idea how I've missed you. My live has such a void. My brother and father is a miss. I don't believe what happened to you. I never did. There is something in me that is unsettling.
You came to me in a Dream, on a White horse a week after your fate. I remember how you looked. You were riding this beautiful White Stallion it was dark all around you, but I remember the tears in your eyes and one thing that always stands out that you had no mouth. All I wanted was to hear you talk one more time. I wasn't scared I was real sad. Then every dream with you is the same. Tell me what you want me know. I won't let you down. I know you would do the same for me.
I know you would do the same for me. If something was to happen to me. I remember you warning me one day on a phone call. If I ever catch you doing illegal things I'll come get you myself. If he only knew how I needed him then, I would have had more time with him. I miss your sense of humor, you were not afraid of anything. You can drink a bottle of Pisco (Chilean Fire water) like no other.
I've never posted anything for you. The month of November is very Memorable for me. All I think about is you. Every year is the same, lots of questions for you. What happened to you?
You can come to me in my dreams any time, I wish dreams were a live time so we can spend time together. I have found out live without you has been so incomplete, scared at times, unstable and lonely.I feel like I have no net to catch me if I fall. You were my net George.
George you were my net.
I will go to sleep now, come visit me and stay awhile. I would like to ride the Beautiful White Stallion. We can laugh and play again just like when I was a little girl. Love you George.
Love you
Marisol Saenz
Sister
November 6, 2011
