My heart is crying and I don't understand why you had to leave me.
When we were younger you and I used to play tennis and table tennis.
We liked beeing with one another.
You was also so good in painting... in oil and in watercolours.
I am so happy and proud that your paintings were very popular on the art gallery.
And above all... I am so proud and happy that I had the opportunity to be your sister.
Mother, Father, Brother and Sister...
Take care of your son and brother.
Hugs from "Gittan"