A warm breeze carried the smell of nearby flowers over the hillock as the sun gently warmed the ground.
A unicorn mare sat down and smiled as she enjoyed the sun. “Oh boy. Where do I begin?” She asked aloud. Her horn lit up as she picked a flower and smelled.
“Well, nothing much has changed. I know, it sounds boring to you when nothing happens. But sometimes that's just what you need.” She watched as a group of ponies walked along the nearby stream. It struck her once more how nice this place was.
“My fillyfriend still thinks it weird that we do this every week, but I'll never stop. I promise. Your big sis isn't going to just up and leave you this time. Oh, that reminds me, I got the bits to open my bakery. We'll be opening in a few days. I'm using your frosting recipe, and there's no stopping me.” She said in a singsong fashion.
The ponies had wandered out of sight now, but their voices and laughter still carried over the hillock. “My fillyfriend and I are talking about adopting a foal. Bet you never saw that coming. Me: a mother. Your big sis is finally growing up. I swear, that foal's going to be so messed up. … I'll make sure they know their uncle, no worries about that.”
She sat in silence a moment as she thought, eventually deciding on what to talk about next. “Mom and dad are talking about moving. Not that I blame them after what happened. I'm not going anywhere though. I promise.”
She went silent again, wishing she would hear something. “I still miss you bro. See you next week. I'll bring my best cake.” As she stood up she patted the headstone. She didn't want to go, but staying wouldn't make a difference now.
“I love you.”