Miche’s Bon Voyage.

I was fully prepared to write this post last night but as I sit here and write, the only thing that comes up is word vomit.   My sister n my best friend is moving to New York and last Friday we threw a small get together of family and friends to wish her good luck.   

Words cannot express the bittersweet feeling I have right now.  My favorite memory?   When her and I were in our shared bedroom in New York.   Me on the right side of the bed, Miche on the left.  I had just finished jenga-ing my shit to cover the light of the streetlamp that was blinding me through the window and she had just finished packing her 63549687324684 shoes into her suitcase.   We said goodnight to the sisters and turned off the lights.   And then we laughed.  We laughed so hard we cackled.   We had to open the window because we were sweating.   We got out of the bed, walked into the kitchen and got a drink of water because our throats were parched as fuck.   And we still laughed.   We laughed for 2 hours after saying “Goodnight.”  We laughed in the bed and in the dark.   Our relationship is the summation of all that happened that night: Pillow talk and laughter. 

 Sis, I don’t know what I’m going to do without you.  I love you.

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