your Aunt Neilly is younger than me by 4.5 years. When we were little, I was her imaginary friend of sorts. I called myself Bliss, spoke in a British accent, and we played and laughed together all the time. Please don’t think I’m some kind of weirdo. It was a special, strange way that we found to get along. When I was about 10, I realized that ShaNeil had an unhealthy relationship with this imaginary persona, so Bliss had to disappear. I was sad and she was sad and we worked through it together. I am thinking of you, but I also hope you have the chance to have a little sister someday.