My sister Deena is,  and always was an angel. I'm not good at showing hurt, or expressing my feelings, but there's not a day goes by that I don't miss my sister Deena. There's not a day goes by that I don't regret,  not spending more time with her. There could be 1000 people in a room, and she could make you feel like you were the only one in there. She loved her family, friends and her dogs. It was my pleasure to have her as a sister, and if you were her friend you know what I'mtalking about. I don't curse God because she's gone, I curse Breast Cancer. That vile, evil, non discriminating disease is the one thing in this world I truly hate, with a passion. Take care of those you love, because even the most beautiful people in the world get called up early for a wing fitting, it ain't fair, but then again what is. I love you Deena, Save me a spot just in case the elevator goes up.