3 years ago today my cousin Angie passed away. She was my childhood best friend. Angie moved in to a farm house 2 miles away just in time for Kindergarten. We spent as much time together as we could and were like sisters. We played everything together and were two of a kind. We had matching everything, clothes for ourselves and our dolls. We had matching dance costumes, cheerleader costumes, and dresses, all thanks to Angie's talented mother, Rose. We thought we were twins even if we were not even close in height and had extreme opposite hair color. We were in AWANA and dance together. We played Barbie's Cabbage patch dolls and Strawberry shortcake dolls together. We played army, had sleepovers, and swam in the cattle tank. We spent many years walking beans keeping each other going. Once we tried hiding in the corn field to get out of it, however that didn't work so well. The memories go on and on and I am so glad I had Angie to grow up with. Wade, John, Angie, and I had ea