Do you still remember the day this picture was taken? It was a good day. And do you remember listening to the same CD over and over again during those long car rides? Or floating around in the lake? I remember a lot of good moments with you. Full of laughter and love. For some reason you now only seem to remember the fights we had. The moments we were mad at each other. I wonder why that is.

You can choose your friends but you can’t choose your family. I’m very happy to be your sister and I love you, no matter what. But please try to remember the good moments, because those are the important ones.