Losing a baby sister is a profound and deeply personal experience that reshapes your world in unexpected ways. I have learned that grief is not a linear process—some days are harder than others, and emotions can come in waves. The phrase I often repeat to myself is "please be patient with me," as healing takes time and patience. One thing that surprised me was how unprepared I felt for life without her. Losing someone so close means learning to navigate daily routines that once included her presence. Despite the pain, I find comfort in reflecting on the 21 years we shared together—the laughter, support, and love that formed the foundation of our sibling bond. It's important to allow yourself to grieve in your own way, whether that means seeking support from friends and family, joining a support group, or simply giving yourself permission to feel sadness and joy. Documenting memories, like writing letters or keeping photos, can also help preserve that connection. While I hate my grief, I embrace the love that came from having such a wonderful baby sister. Through sharing my story, I hope to connect with others who understand this unique kind of loss and offer a message of hope: that love remains even after loss, and healing, though slow, is possible.