Dear Ida,
One year. One whole year. 365 days. One long year since I called you and heard your voice. It really doesn't seem like it. I still forget you aren't here. Like last Friday, I wanted to go to my grandma's and I was like I'll call Ida.
But then I remembered. And then I just missed you so much.
I miss talking to you.
I miss calling you to bitch about work after work.
I miss you calling me to bitch about work after work.
I miss you laughing at me.
I miss you telling me to kill the cat after I yelled at it.
I miss your evil car trying to kill me.
I miss laughing at you.
I miss your stories and news on your family.
I miss you coming to hang out with me when I didn't want to be by myself.
I miss laughing at other people with you.
I miss my birthdays at the fair.
I miss you and Fabiola raiding each others closets.
I miss Faby yelling, "No you can't borrow that" at you.
I miss you smiling at her while you put whatever you were taking from her closet to the side.
I miss your random phone pix.
I miss your post cards telling me where you have been.
I miss telling you to get off Ebay.
I miss reminding you to check the mail.
I miss our phone calls late at night.
I miss drunk dialing you.
I miss your smile.
I miss our dental stories.
I miss knowing you understood my "love life" or lack there of!
I miss mailing random stuff to you.
I miss shopping together.
I miss you going dancing with us.
I miss us.
I miss all of this and so much more.
I miss you.

It's been really hard because all I really want to do is talk to you and tell you again how much I love you and need you and your friendship in my life.

For over 11 years, through it ALL, you were one of my best friends who, no matter what, loved me, cared for me, and always made me laugh. And for all of this, while it will be never be enough I am so lucky to have had that with you.

I really hope you know how much I love you.

And how much I miss you.

Shana