Sunday, January 20, 2013
The thing I hate the most about people suddenly passing away is that sometimes I forget they aren't there.
My sister passed away suddenly on Wednesday afternoon. I just got back from Tennessee yesterday. I already caught myself texting her. I closed my eyes and shook my head and just started to cry again. I was texting her to tell her that we made it home last night.
My sister was 38. She would have been 39 on March 12th. I have a 15 year old nephew who does not have a dad or a mom now. He is staying with his other aunt until the end of the school year and will be moving in with us this Summer.