My world came crashing down on the night of Friday June 24, 2011. It was a gloomy day to begin with, but as the night wore on it began to rain so hard almost as if God was crying. I will forever remember where I was, who I was with and how I stayed up all night praying and asking God why. Why her? Why my family? Pleading for a second chance for us all, swearing I would never do another bad thing ever if he just let my sister be okay. By the grace of some of the amazing friends I have encountered, I made it to her bedside to hold her hand, kiss her forehead, tell her how sorry I was, how much I loved her and finally... say goodbye.

Life is not fair. But what I have taken from this tragedy is how much love and support my family and I have from everyone who reached out in our time of anger, sadness and heartache. I truly believe it has strengthened the bond in my family, brought us closer and taught us to NEVER take anyone or anything for granted. Though nothing will ever be the same without her in our lives, we haven't a choice but to move forward and keep going in our own lives. Keeping her in our prayers and thoughts letting her know she will forever be in our hearts and never once forgotten.

It has been said that God has a funny way of giving and taking. In my life this would be completely accurate; about 4 weeks after my beloved sister passed away I went to the doctors because I was feeling sick with a cold in August and in need of a doctors note to excuse me from the work I had missed and possibly to be excused from work for the rest of the week (work sucks!). On August 4th, 2011 Mike and I found out I was indeed pregnant. To the doctors calculations I was close to if not 4 weeks along in my first trimester. The timing was impeccable, and a marching band of 1000 people could not have screamed in my face any louder that this was indeed a work of God, and Ahia blessing my life and the life of my family with a beautiful baby girl. Although the hole in our hearts will never be completely mended God knew we needed something to fulfill our hearts until we got to see Ahia again.

I can't thank either the Big Guy upstairs and/or my baby sister enough for allowing such a miracle into my life and to help lead me in the direction I am headed now. I so would not have seen myself where I am now a year ago, but I can't begin to express how grateful I am for how things did turn out. It breaks my heart to know that my best friend, my right hand, left leg, my rock won't be right by my side to physically hold my hand through the toughest, scariest, biggest most joyful moment in my life. But I am comforted to know you are looking down, watching over us all holding Gods hand. Hope I make you proud :)
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