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.Read more on themighty.com