My sister was my peace of mind. She was favorite. I’ve found myself thinking if you were still alive I’d have my biggest supporter, the person who cheered me on no matter what life threw my way. I’d always have someone to tell about my day and I’d have someone there to pick up the pieces, every time I needed that. The sad truth is if you were still alive I’d feel a lot less alone, but to me you are still alive. You are still alive because all the lessons you taught me are locked inside me. You taught me about strength, self-love, and this year you taught me to push on. You taught me that any pit can be climbed out of it if you try hard enough. You’re still alive because everyone in my life knows your name. They know how much you meant to me, how much you still mean to me. They know I wouldn’t have become who I am today without you. You’re still alive, because I talk about you all the time. I’ll point out your favorite candy. I’ll listen to Lauren Hill until my ears bleed. You deserve to be bragged about, to be felt, so that’s what I’m going to do even though it hurts- even though writing this has me crying next to a nice Korean family at a coffee shop, because here I am a year later! My year without you.
Shannon: April 4th 1976 - December 12th 2016