My Sister is Gone

And I don't know what I'll do. I've gotten accustomed to seeing her lovely face in the bed in next to me, and laughing as we eat breakfast together, and quoting movies, and holding hands, and acting as sisters should. What shall I do? The only thing keeping me together at this point is the fact that we'll be back together in three short weeks. Come back my beautiful sister - come back!

We had lots of fun together . . . I'll talk about that later.