A week ago today we found out that Ben's little sister, Laura, ended her own life. She had been struggling with a deep and devastating depression for many years. She tried so hard to survive. I feel so sad that this seemed like the best solution to her. I'm sad that I didn't understand the extent to how bad it was while she was alive. I'm sad that she won't be there to do the makeup and the hair of my girls for prom, because heaven knows I do not have talents there. I will miss her laugh and her quick whit. I am grateful that when she really had nothing to give, she still gave to my girls, because they love their aunt Laura and miss her terribly. That even when things were so bad, she would come babysit, build forts, do fingernails, make smores for them. My daughters have the best memories of their aunt Laura and I am so grateful for that. I will miss our deep conversations about life. I will miss the emotion that she was able to pour into a piano. I will miss her.