MY TWO SISTERS: DANIELLE & ROSE

"The primary cause of unhappiness is not the situation, but your thoughts about it. Be aware of the thoughts you are thinking. Separate them from the situation, which is always neutral, which always is as it is." ~Eckhart Tolle

 I love the above quote because it helps put into perspective how I dealt with what happened to me as a little girl.   I left Haiti and moved to New York to live with my mom, two sisters and brother.   Being the youngest they took very good care of me.  Both sisters, Danielle and Rose helped me adjust to life in New York.  They basically spoiled me rotten.   It took me around six months to learn to speak English well. 

As I got older,  I learned to put away the bad memories and concentrate on the good ones.  Even though my life in Haiti was not ideal and my father abandoned us, I grew to appreciate the positives in my life. 

Meeting my half-sister Rachelle inspired me to write My Sister is My Best Friend, and growing up with my sisters Danielle and Rose helped shaped me into the person I am.   Thank you Danielle and Rose!



 MY FAVORITE PICTURE OF MY OLDEST SISTER DANIELLE

My sister Rose

This is a picture of Rose taken in Arizona.  I remember too well how sad I was when she  moved.  She relocated to Arizona to be with her husband, who was  serving in the Airforce.

INSPIRATION BEHIND: MY SISTER IS MY BEST FRIEND

Three years ago I met my half sister Rachelle for the first time.  She grew up in Haiti and I grew up in New York.   My parents went their separate ways before I was born.  My dad remarried and my mother moved to New York.  As a kid I never fully understood why my father totally abandoned me and why we never kept in touch.    Much to my delight I finally got a chance to meet my sister Rachelle.   I went to visit her in Fort Lauderdale where she currently lives.  Later that same year she came to visit me in Colorado.

 After meeting her, I could not stop thinking about her.  I had vivid dreams of us playing together as little girls having tons of fun.      I was so emotionally moved that I began to wonder what it would have been like if we were raised together. My imagination went wild.   One day during my lunch hour I picked up a pen and began writing.    I wrote everything I was feeling that day and by the end of lunch I had created  the manuscript for this book.  Next I  translated the script to French and Spanish. 

A month later, I submitted the trilingual manuscript to a publisher and much to my surprise she  liked my manuscript and only requested a few revisions.  It took me a month to think things through before making revisions.  Quite frankly, I was still concerned that she would not accept the revised manuscript.   I mustered enough courage and made the revisions.  I resubmitted the manuscript and within a short period of time the publisher emailed me offering me a contract.

This book is very special to me.  I thank God for His infinite goodness to me.  I also want to say, through meeting my sister I have been healed  from the emotional distress  of being abandoned by my father.  



A Picture of my sister and me.  I took her to visit  Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs, Colorado