It's been two years now. Although I never got to meet you, I miss you and mourn you every day. I've never cried for someone I never knew before, not like this. We are sisters through marriage, although we won't meet on this earth.
Becka, I hope it's better for you where you are now. We miss you and love you.
Your brother misses you more then you will ever know. I wish you were here. I wish you could be here, living life with us.
I can only imagine you coming over, hanging out, chillin - just being silly. If there was anything I could do to bring you back, I would do it in a second.
I'm going to go now.
I love you!