We fought a lot when I was young… but I couldn’t pay much attention to how I lived.
Even though he is all grown up, I am worried about my nephew and my mother who is very sad.
I thought I would be calm because I have been fighting the disease for a long time, but something inside my heart hurts so much. If I stay still, I keep getting upset.
Still, it won’t hurt in the sky.
I miss you, sister….