So you're dead. We can still chat, right?

Today I begin my story.  The story of my life since you left.  So much has happened that I need to share with you.  I turn to tell you something and you aren't there; I go to call you and you don't answer.  So I am writing.  Writing in the hope that you hear me.  Writing in the hope that, one day, you will write back.

Love you always,

Your Big Sis x