It's kind of hard now that you're gone. I still remember the good times we spent together, even if it feels like a little bit of time. I still remember even the smallest things, from buying me an ice cream cone, to getting a chance to see me walk for the first time. I hate it when people feel bad for me, but at the same time I don't because I know someone actually cares. People go around talking about me and saying, "Oh, there goes the girl that WAS Irene's niece." BUT I STILL AM! Irene is still my aunt even if she's gone. Life does not always seem what it appears to be. No word can ever express what you meant to me. You cannot imagine all the pain I feel. With every step I take, every move I make, I remember you. This happened so fast, I used to cry in my bed until I fell asleep, but now I am starting to accept it. I know you would not want us to be suffering over you, but it's not easy, it still hurts. I've dreamed about you still being here with us, but when I've woken up, I realize you're not there, and I've had to face the truth. No matter how long until I see you again, I love you. Now and forever.
