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The Awful Fusion of Grief and Depression

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It’s been 15 days since I got the news. My sister Suz passed away at 4 a.m. on a Thursday morning. I hate that phrase, “passed away.” It makes it sound like she floated off in a gondola across the sea.

She died. Why do we shroud death in such wishy-washy language? I never went to visit her before she died. I had plans to visit Memorial Day weekend.

But that was a week too late. I really need to stop planning to visit loved ones who are sick and just do it. The cards and condolences all give me permission to grieve this terrible loss.

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