yes i knew the date and i remembered everything about it.
i remember the streams of light that came through the window
as i cried and cried in my nephews bed, begging for you to not die.
i sobbed as you said your last "i love you" before you went under
and maybe thats why i woke up at 7 this morning with the same heaviness in my chest that i felt last year on this day and with tears rolling down my cheeks. i remember the 5 heart-wrenching messages i sent you. and i remember wishing my sister wasn't such an *******, because yes, i was crying that the girl i loved was going to have screws and rods in her back, it frightened the hell out of me because of the possibility that something could go wrong was relatively high.
i didn't know what i would do without her.
i still don't know sometimes.