I miss my little sister. We're coming up on 8 years since she died and there's not a day that I don't wish she was still here to fight with. She really was my best friend.
I was worried I would never write again after she died. I lost all my words. I actually said that to a friend of mine recently and her response really hit me hard, in a good way.
"But the words are still there. They're just buried in grief."
I am so thankful for friends that speak healing truth into our lives. Thank you, Lily.
So, I did something today I haven't done in a really long time. I read through a plethora of posts that I wrote for Kelly when she was still alive. I missed her but I also laughed. Outloud. I forgot how funny I think I am. Yeah, I want to find that chick again. She's hilarious. I need her in my life.
