As the days pass, I find it harder and harder to keep a smile on my face, laughter in my heart and faith in my soul.
I find pain in knowing that there is a day coming that I would normally be celebrating your life and instead I will spend it replaying all the memories I have of you. Fearing that I might forget that smile, that laugh, that sparkle in your eye when you would call me your baby sister.
As the years have passed, it hasn’t gotten any easier…..instead its gotten much harder. Harder because I’m reminded of all the time that has passed without you here. Time we could have had making more memories. More laughs, more smiles, more jokes and more comfort.
I miss you so much and it hurts so bad just typing it.
I wish you were here to play with Zachary. To tell him embarrassing stories about me. To just show him that pure love you showed me growing up.
Angel, I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for the life we lived growing up. Not because I had any control over it but because you were forced to take on a difficult role. You had to deal with so much in a time that left a lot to be desired.
I just need you to know that I thank you everyday for keeping me safe and saving my life by just being there.
We would always say “Everything happens for a reason” but I struggle to find the purpose of you being taken so soon. Maybe I will never find out but I promise to never stop searching…….
So, as November 9th approaches, I will continue to keep you alive in my heart.
I love you!
I miss you!
R.I.P Angel Manuel Diaz