It’s been five years since I saw you. My mind always tries to imagine what you would be like if you were still here... how tall you would be, what your features would look like as a teenager, who your friends in school would be, what colleges would you would be looking into... but instead, we lost you - just at the age of twelve. It breaks my heart knowing you will never be able to experience the things we all take for granted. I try to remind myself that you aren’t here because you were too good for this world, but most of the time that doesn’t help because I miss you too much. I try to remind myself that you aren’t suffering anymore, but I question why you were chosen to suffer in the first place. I don’t know why this happened, but I do know that I will never know why this happened. I also know that you are looking down on me, sending me blessings and protecting me everyday. I wish you were here... we would’ve been inseparable like we were the last year of your life. I wish I could tell you how much I love you one last time. I am grateful for the memories I have, but I will forever be heartbroken over the loss of my little sister 💔