Missing my sister....

Its only been almost 2 weeks since my sister has passed away and 1 week since her funeral. But I am missing my sister everyday. I know as time goes on I will keep thinking about her and will miss her more. Her memory is still fresh in my mind and I'm afraid over time her memory to me will fade. And I won't remember as clearly as I have in my 24 years of living. I keep thinking of the last things I said to her in our last conversations. The last things we did together before she got sick this year. It seems like yesterday when we last went to the show. And when she was over last. So much reminds me of her like certain tv shows, songs on the radio and all of that. Today My mom and myself went to her apartment to go through her things to see what we wanted. And it felt weird going through her personal stuff because it still doesnt seem real. I keep expecting her to be coming home anytime and go "WHY ARE YOU GOING THROUGH MY STUFF?" lol But it makes me sad now I have certain things of hers that makes it more real that shes gone. Like I have this neckless of hers that she always wore and never took off. It makes me feel alittle closer to her having it. And then they are the gifts I gave her from past christmas's and birthdays. Or just stuff random things I gave to her just because I wanted to for no special reason. It makes me feel good that some of those things I gave her she kept and never gave away even though she didn't use or even have use for some of the things I gave her. I think she was easy to please and the simple things meant something to her. Like when I was 7 I gave her a small shell I found when I went to florida with her. She always wore that shell on her neckless from then on because I know it was a sentimental thing to her. Because she wore for over 15 years and never took it off the chain. So now I have it, its special to me and something I want to hold on to and think of her. I just really miss her and I feel sad when I think of her being gone. I loved her and she loved me and no one can take that away. Or no one else could tell me different. I'm the only person who knows how I feel. I'm gonna miss her laugh, her smile, her love, her attitude. I will miss making her laugh and laughing with her. But I really hope someday I will see her again. I mentioned this in my last post about me not being religous. But I always believed when someone dies there spirt goes somewhere. And that is where I like to think she is. Somewhere safe and more happy.