I’m thinking of you today, and I have to admit that I sometimes forget you are gone. I forget that I’ll never be able to visit or hear your voice, and I want to tell you everything that’s happened. I want to tell you how excited I am about my book, and how frustrated I am with the apartments, and how worried I am about my health. I want you to meet Sophie, my miniature poodle mix. I know you would have loved her. I want to show you my knitting projects and take you to a new sushi place. I have some new albums, sis. I wish you could hear them. I want to share everything with you. I miss my confidante and concert buddy. Mostly, I miss my sister, who knew me better than anyone else, who knew me from before I was born and accepted me for who I was. I’ll never get over losing you.