"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I don’t quite understand how to live without someone like you here. When you were with us, you’d sing your songs with a joyful voice but I know that inside of those songs there was always something sad. My Great Gandma, who recently passed, had loved your songs. Her favorite was And I Love you so, it was played at her funeral. See, I could never show sadness for what happened to her because it always scared me, I think. The fact that I wouldn’t be the fun-loving artist and musician I am, but I would be a scared little girl waiting in a shell that was ready to crack at any moment. You always proved to me that there was a line between happiness and sadness and sometimes you could stand in between the lines and make it look like pure greatness. My mom loves you too, me and her always sing Fools Rush in (or Can’t Help Falling in Love) together. That song was the first song I learned to play on my ukulele, and I’m glad because it makes it even more special to me. I think my mom is more distraught than I am about anything that happened in the past year, mostly because her Dad had died. He wasn’t her biological dad, but he was always there for her unlike her dad. I don’t think she’s getting better after the past few months, which makes me sad and scared for her. I’ve noticed more things about my family than I normally wouldn’t notice, I think because I’m slowly getting more focused on reality. After my Great Grandma’s death, I think I broke silently but more than I should’ve in that shell. I started losing my train of thought at the most random moments, but now that I’ve started doing more things I think I’m getting better at focusing. I started playing the ukulele because of you, well actually more of because of Lilo and Stitch, but your cameos in it made me so happy. You’ve been a big impact on not only my life, but most of my family’s. Thank you so much, for being there to sing about the happy-sad things.