I was with her when she passed. It was the most amazing experience I have ever had, and I am holding on to it to get me through the next few decades without my baby sister. I wrote this down two days later because I did not want to forget.

On August 15, 2006, my sister Kyrie was paralyzed from the waist down in a car accident and was in and out of the hospital for the remaining nine years of her life.

She practiced the Baha’i faith, and she loved Jesus. She also loved Buddha, Muhamed, Confucius, etc. We talked about our faiths often, and we listened to each other with interest and without judgment. She often asked me to pray for her – for healing, pain relief, peace, or strength.

In January of 2014, we were told she had only a few weeks to live. I prayed fervently that the…