FaceTiming with Carly.

I know there are so many things I could and do miss. I miss seeing Carly and being with her. I miss everything about her. I miss everything about a lot, but I miss our FaceTime dates. I miss seeing her name come across my phone with her little chick emoji, because I used to call her chick. I still can’t take her contact out of my phone. I miss her saying, “whatcha doin’ sis?”. I miss seeing her face, after she’s had dinner, and had a snack and chocolate being all around her mouth.

I miss her asking how my day was and about a million questions. I miss her saying, “Can I ask you something?” and I would say, “You just did”, and she would say, “Urgh. Kayla”. I miss seeing her practice for her talent show on FaceTime. I probably seen her dance and sing to Fight Song and Roar 100 times. I still can’t hear those songs without crying.

It’s almost been a year. In a few weeks, it will be a year since she’s been gone. I can’t believe it. I miss her. So very very much. And I miss those FaceTime calls, every day.