I hate missing you. I hate that I can’t heal. I hate that you’re not here. I hate that everyone else gets to live their lives while you were denied yours. I just want Jay’s mummy back, my sister, my best friend back. You were so many things to so many people. Your legacy is saving hundreds of young kids thru your mama. That fire? “You get it from your mama”. It’s prevalent in your DNA and now in Jays. He’s just like you, even moves the same as you. Hugs the same. Kisses the same. I just know you’re the proudest Angel ever. It breaks me that you’re not here in the physical to see your little be his empath, kind, unconditionally loving self… I’m hurting today Né, more than usual and asking why? Why? Why? Why? I will never find the answer. I just know I’ll be sorry for the rest of my life. I wish you were here to see the kids, to see the progress, the determination and pure strength in us. I’d of taken bullets for you, I just had no clue how to show it. You’ll always be my best friend, and I’ll never get another one again. Only blood separates us. Love you to the moon and back. 💔💔💔💔