01/24/2019

Dear Tiffany,

   Today your sister posted a link to your obituary and for some strange reason, it still didn't feel real. For a quick second, I thought and hoped it wasn't a real link, but when I looked it up, there you were. There was a small slideshow with three of your pictures with your name at the bottom in big, bold letters. "February 9, 1996 - December 31, 2018." I still couldn't believe it honestly. Such a beautiful person, who was loved by literally every single living thing, gone so soon.
   You were only 22 years old, and who ever thought I was actually going to beat you. Remember when you used to tease me about my birth date and yell out "I'm older!" and I would yell back, "Yeah, you're older which means you'll die first!" I didn't really think that would be so real and you'd be gone this soon. You've lived as 22 for ten months, and I know I just turned that age, but I'm going to spend the next ten months of my year doing things you couldn't. Just to keep some part of you alive. I promise.