...was the last of the old 'normal'...
My sister died suddenly. She was 30.
I still miss her and think about her often. The strangest thing is that there are no terms for the status of having lost a sibling... like there are widows and widowers, orphans etc. Perhaps it is too hard to name it?
I sometimes wonder if she's come to live with me in New Kitty's head -- New Kitty is pretty bright for a cat, and if reincarnation is true, there is nobody more likely to come back as a cat.
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I'm sorry; some losses never really seem to go away.
im so sorry to hear that. loss is one of the hardest things... maintain and hang in there.
I'm sorry.
take care.
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