She always told me that if I ever wanted to know anything about you, all I had to do was ask. She said that I shouldn't ask anyone else because she was the only one that knew the truth. She told me she was the only one that really loved you.
I used to ask her things when I was little. Silly things, when I was trying to compare myself to you. I always asked her what you looked like. She kept telling me all I had to do was look at her or look in the mirror and I would see you. Eventually she let me look at pictures. One time I asked her if you would come back. She didn't answer me. I felt bad for making her sad then. I never asked that again. Now I'm old enough to know you wont of course.
The things I want to know now are hard to ask her. Not because I'm scared to know, because I'm afraid I will make her sad. She's strong though…although she says you were always stronger. I have to admit when I would look at your pictures when I was younger I didn't think you looked very much like a