I get by with a little help from my friends...

So, today was a good day. Most of my days are pretty good anyway, but lately I've felt a little low. Prolly hormones, but I have been missing my sister Sarah. She died before I got married and before I had any children- it would just be neat to talk to her about these experiences that I now can relate to. Especially because I'll be having my fourth child, tallying the numbers to two boys and two girls, just like her. Well she had boy, girl, girl, and boy... but still. I have no doubt that she was able to somehow know of all that's happening in my life. Whether she's looking down on me or listening to the radio of the living ( I made that up, it's not a mormon thing), I would very much like to ask her questions and just to talk like we used to. Sometimes when I run through my phone of people to talk to and no one's available, I think about her. I should probably just talk to her like she was sitting next to me, I believe she'd be able to hear it or at least get a message that I'm thinking of her. I'm sure she's just as anxious to talk to me as I am to her. Well, some day... we'll see each other again and we'll have all the time we need to catch up. I love you Sarah!