Cleaning my house this weekend made me think of you even more, Camille. One of so many wonderful things about you was keeping it clean - or enough. You would have been so proud, now I have to work on the details.  But you would have said, "don't worry, that's good enough, nobody is going to look under the rug!" I remember talking with you many times while you were cleaning windows, the kitchen, and the floors. I never knew how you could do all that while talking on the phone.  I should have asked.   But, then you were always multi-talented in all that you did. I miss you more than you will ever know.  It's the little things.  Even just cleaning.

Camille I am aimlessly living my life without you. Asking God daily, hourly, or minute by minute for your presence and He has delivered. I live each day knowing no more calls, no more laughter no more chats about our lives. I tell at lest one person every day my sister's love will have to last me a lifetime! There are many who believe they knew you better, they knew more, or that you were simply there's. A sister's love is great and our bond exceeded all other ties that seemed to separate others. Because you loved me so, I will move through this life protecting my nephews, and looking after our family with all that I have inside. Your life was so special to so many, but I was so blessed to have you as a mother figure, a friend and a sister.  Until the end, you will remain my angel. I will never ever be the same, but God must have a plan for the pain that lives in me. Sisters are there for each other and your transition has left me with a void larger than any other. While mommy' s love will last a life time. I knew you longer than our own mother. You told me you loved me more times than she did, but when she left us at 12 and 17 you never let me go without showing me what a mothers love should be. Just love me from heaven please.