Most days, Iβm getting βbetter.β Then Iβm struck by the powerful realization that my baby sister is dead and the breath is just knocked out of me. Grief is so nonlinear, so unpredictable. Sometimes I wonder how Iβm still on my feet. I miss my family, even as broken as it was.
Last night, I wrote my baby sisterβs obituary. How Iβm supposed to include all she was in simple paragraphs? My heart feels like an anchor. I thought losing my mom was the worst thing Iβd ever go through, but it didnβt prepare me for this pain.
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Part of my heart will never leave that hospital in Des Moines. I will never understand. I love you, KK. I will miss you for the rest of my life. π #Forever24.
-discussing the imaginary boy we will never have-
Me: His name will be Rowan.
Tyler: Okay. Then we can have another one, give it a name that starts with a βP,β and then weβll have βAARP.β
Me: ππ
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βIt's just anatomy; you make up half of me, but still you don't know me at all. You've been my missing piece, so why aren't you missing me? Guess I meant less than I thought.β