So here we are nine years later and it's just as awful now as it was then. Today is the nineth anniversary of my sister's death. So I'm taking some time to remember. It doesn't even seem real even nine years later...thought I know it is real. I miss her so much. Life was always crazy and in an uproar a lot when Gretchen was alive, but she was still my sister. I remember while planning my wedding how badly she wanted to sing "Friends" by Michael W. Smith. I kept telling her that wasn't a wedding song...she didn't care. And for the record...she didn't sing! I remember when we were kids and we got home from school and "cooked." We would put all kinds of stuff together just to see what it tasted like, and if it was really awful and ruined the pan we would just hide it outside in the big huge evergreen bush in the backyard. I remember going to Las Vegas a couple of months before I got married. We stayed in high style and had a great time. I remember our last trip together to San Diego. Spending a few days being together and having a great time like sisters do. I didn't know it then..but she was saying goodbye. I remember that phone call at 11:38 pm on June 1, 2000...the call that told me Gretchen had died. My world shattered, my life changed, and it will never be the same. We go on with life and we live it to the fullest...but we don't forget.
I miss you Gretchen Anne. There's so much you've missed and I hate that you're gone. I love you Sissy, and I'll never forget!
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