More Empty Words

I wrote this email to Romi, Jaime's sister today, and I like how it came out. So instead of rewriting my feelings, I'll just post them on here.

I miss my sister with a passion I've never felt toward any other person. I loved and continue to love her more than I have ever loved anyone else on earth. I would have happily gotten in that car if it could have been me instead of her. My heart breaks to know that she died in pain and fear.

However, somehow I am making it through this. I feel the prayers of hundreds behind me and the arms of Heavenly Father holding me up when all I want to do is lie down. Coupled with the knowledge of the atonement, I am surprisingly able to "hang in there" knowing what I know about where she is, who she's with and what she's doing right this minute.

I only hope she can forgive me for all the dumb big sister things I did to her and the bad choices I made when I was younger. I still find myself believing that she's not gone and that she will walk through the door any minute.

I look forward to the day when I will complete her temple work and be sealed to my mom with and for my little sister so that I will know that we'll be together forever. The hope of that is what keeps me going.