weeping

i lived in a house with 6 other girls in college.

they are the sisters i never had.

one of these roommates, one of my sisters, an unbelievable, irreplaceable, effervescent woman… a cancer survivor…

her 18 year old sister died last night.

18.

1-8.

i’ve known her since she was 12. i think of her and imagine her in my mind right now and she’s 12.

she’s beautiful. she’s part of the family that was created in our house.

she’s gone.

life is just fucking cruel somedays.

and today, as i walked off the plane back to baltimore, back home after our holiday vacation with our families, i turned my phone on and received this cruel and unfair and unfathomable news.

she’s gone.

18.

my suitcase is staying packed until i get word on arrangements and head back.

my sisters are hurting.

i am weeping with them on the phone now and will continue to do so until we are all reunited and can weep together.

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