The most beautiful lady in her world

Today, a text conversation between my sister and I went as follows:

Me (while referring to a picture of myself): I look so weird from the side. Actually I look like mama.

Zoey: You think so? Hehe. Which part?

Me: Ermm... everything from the side?

Zoey: Haha... congrats, then you look like the most beautiful lady in my world.

Me: Awwww.... :')

I proceeded to think of what I would do if I could go back to a time before mom passed away.

I would tell her that she is the most beautiful lady in my world too. 

I would tell her that I love her.... many, many times each day. I never did. 

I would make happier memories of us. I remember more tears than laughter. 

I would tell her that she'd have a beautiful grand-daughter. Sophie would be her name.

I would tell her not to leave me so soon. Or ever.