This is the same exact feeling I got when Sarah passed away… and it’s the same feeling I’ll never be able to get rid of for awhile. I honestly always think to myself that life is just so unfair, so many things could have been avoided, someone could have saved them both…
God works in such mysterious ways, and I know I shouldn’t be questioning why he took them at such an early age, but I am. It’s something that’ll be hard for me to understand on the terms of “Only the good die young”.
Why is it so true? Sigh. This all feels so surreal to me. Rest in Paradise, Vanessa ♡, and say hi to Sarah for me up there.













