“Sister, can you see me? I can see you. I’ve watched you grow up. Sister, can you hear me? I can hear you. I heard you gossip and complain, and I have listened. Sister, can you feel me? I can feel you. I’ve held you in my arms and rocked you back and forth. Sister, can you sense me? For I am always with you, watching over you. Sister,...”

“Yes Sister. I can see you and you are beautiful. Yes Sister. I can hear you and you have the sweetest voice in the world. Yes Sister. I can sense you. I can sense you walking beside me even now, holding my hand. And yes Sister, you don’t even have to ask. I love you.”