I so want to write something, but I can't find words even now. It's all in my head. I smile, I reminisce, I cry, but I can't really write...strange considering I thought I could express myself best that way. When it comes to you though, I can't put down words that convey my feelings. I miss you...even now I have my "Wait for Me" journal in front of me, your birthday present to me 10 years ago, the first page has your writing on it. You signed it "Ur friend Banke". My friend...my big sister, my encourager, my confidante on many occasions. "Beautiful Banke" "Aunty Banke", "Adebank1", "Banx". I miss you. Period.