Its raining babe. You were always my barometer. All your life we knew when it was going to rain two days in advance because that is when you would have difficulty breathing.
The only thing I am happy about your death is that I know longer have to worry about you not being able to breath. I have always been worried that one day you might suffocate to death because you would never let anyone know you could not breath. As a kid, you would pass out instead of telling anyone you could not breath. You teachers knew, but when you were out of school, I could not tell you friends to watch out for you. I was always worried your friends would think you were just being funny or thought you passed out.
This was a silent burden I no longer need to worry.
The night you died you told me how much difficulty to had breathing. I pray that when you had your accident this was not one of the contributing factor to your death. I pray you died with no pain.
I am sorry I was not there for you.