I lost my baby sister 2013
We were 4 years apart. Close growing up as i had to fill in as a mother at times instead of a sister. Time passes we grow up and apart. I joined the service, got married had kids and lived 2,000 miles away. My sister stays local gets into trouble finally straightned out marries and has 3 beautiful kids. We finally move around each other after years apart and a mother who enjoyed ripping us into shreds whenever she could-then she dies. We got along the last day i seen her so well that i didn't want to rock the boat with big sister worries/concerns-now which now gives me some peace that at least on the last day i got to see/talk/hug and kiss her little cheek that it was a pleasant visit. Two weeks later i get that call-so tragic. Its been a year and i still dream about her. I dream that i warn her to be careful because shes gonna die-and then i wake up and reality is there rearing its ugly head-because it is too late she has already died-nothing i can do and thats what hurts the most-if there was just something i can do to have prevented it. I will always love and miss you little sis-always.