Two days later I viewed your body with him and our father, and I think that’s the most hysterical I’ve been, the closest I said goodbye so far.
It was real, you were gone.
But you will always exist in our hearts, in our memories. I cling to the sounds of your laughter.
Your writings will continue to be permanently here, next to mine, this crazy idea that two sisters decided to endeavor upon and make it work together. And your pictures, a particular source of joy and pride for you, I will continue to discover and be in awe of.