When deciding when to come to Peoria over the last week, I was torn. I knew I needed to be there for her after the passing of Brian but I also knew she needed me before as well. I just got through telling my brother, Kevin, that no matter what happened, I was heading up on Tuesday after work, because even though she told me she had enough support during the tough times of the last days of Brian’s life, I knew there is nothing like having your sister around and I wanted to be there for her. When she called to tell me that Brian had passed at 1:00 am, I immediately turned to my husband, Matt, and said “I ‘m leaving, she needs me.” I drove 4 hours in the middle of the night because I wanted her to cry in my shoulders and I wanted to change the rolls for once and be her support and be strong for her so she could be weak, but I felt like I could get there fast enough, she needed her sister. It is times like this that I wish we lived closer to each other. I wish we could do more spare of the moment things together but at the same time, love the long weekends we get spend together and stay up until wee hours of the morning, just talking and reminiscing.
I know she gets does not feel that she is this strong, amazing woman but she is far more than that too. She is powerful and inspiring to so many people, even one’s she has never met. She has this amazing talent of writing that so many can only dream of having (which hopefully, will some day become a book). We do everything together, we laugh, we cry, we smile, we play. Angie is my everything. I love you so much. Happy Birthday.