I meant to post this yesterday, but lots of things came up.

22.03.05 is the day my sister died. She was 23 years old and had two children, Olivia and Lucy. Her name was Emma Carter.

She was a wonderful mother and a good sister, although I didnt always think so. We fought when we were younger. We started to get along when she left home. I remember one day when we were kids, she was in the living room watching tv and I walked into the room. She turned off the tv by the plug socket, then switched off the light and closed the door behind her, not even acknowledging I was there. I thought it was funny.

That was the way we were and I will love her for it. She had fight, you know. Her girls are the same, especially Lucy. That girl is an evil genius and she is only 6!

Its been two years since she died, but I still havnt gotten over it properly. I think about her most days, and I miss her so much it hurts. I drew a picture of her from a photo. I dont think it looks like her but people says its just right. I will post that as soon as I am able.

The moral of this journal is, I never got to know my sister because I thought we had time. We didnt have time. Whatever is between you and a family member, its not worth waiting to sort it out later. Sort it out now before its too late... I wish I had gotten to know her, she was a great person. She could be a cow, dont get me wrong, but who cant? She had her problems, but whos perfect?

I miss you Emma, I hope your happy now.

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For those that wish it, I am making postcards of some of my deviations. If you would like one, let me know which one.

They will cost a princely sum of £2.00 for people in the uk, and £3.00 for people who live across the waters.

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