It's been seven years since the worst day of my life. Seven years since they took you from me. I'm not doing bad, applying to school for my Master's. Yes I still bite my nails but I put on some acrylic nails to stop myself. It helps for a little bit. Then I'm snacking on it like I used to.lol. Terrible, I know. You're not here to stop me. And Oh! I still always forget everything. I date guys with perfect memory though, since you're not here to remind me to do the little things, they do.
I saw your mum a few weeks ago. I don't go over as often as I can even though the house is pretty close, she always travels. But she cooked for ifie and I, we gisted so much. Your pictures still hang everywhere in the house and when I step in, I feel like you're there.
There are tears in my eyes as I write this letter because no one can ever take your place. I wish you were here for me to scold you about boys and to give you advise. I wish you were here for me to say No to a really short skirt. I imagine how grown up you'd be now with bigger breasts and your cute bottom. Hmmm....i wonder if you'd have finally grown taller than me because I'm pretty sure I shrunk! Of course we still look after your brothers. We are their baby sisters and we will always be around. We can NEVER take your place, no one can EVER take your place.
In a few years I will start the Hadiza Foundation; look out for it. You and I are going to do so much good work together. I will always have you in the largest part of my heart. I wish I was into tattoos, I'll tattoo your name on my wrist. A constant reminder to be good, selfless and kind.
Urgh! Words cannot express how I feel, i'm angry again, then upset then just blah!
I love you my darling, then, now and forever. I will keep your spot on my bridal train because I know your spirit is with me. Continue to rest in the Lord, till we meet to part no more.
The wounds may heal, but the scars never fade
Rest in peace the fallen 60 angels....we talk about you all the time. You impacted us so young. You will forever be a part of our history.