There wasn't much that we didn't do together growing up,
as teenagers, we cover each other,when it can to our parents. As adults we didn't get to see each other that much,but we talked every day maybe to or three times a day, we knew each others secrets, and what was going on in each others lifes.

When something happened within the family we would team up and get it fixed, or at least try to.
We would fight and fuss with each other, but God help anyone that tried to hurt one of us. the other would come out ready for a fight.

Before she died, we were talking and joking around about when we got old, how we would be sitting around in our rocking chairs compairing our false teeth.

God I miss her everyday, and wished God had taken me instead