Thank you all for sharing your stories. It's helped me somewhat, as I am trying to process the stages of grief over the loss of my sister. Sarah died 6 months ago, just 10 days after her 33rd birthday. She was diagnosed with stage 4 stomach cancer in June, and within 2 months, she was gone. I am the oldest of 3 kids - 41 years old, our brother is 36 and our baby sister had just turned 33. She lived in Nevada, I am in Colorado, and Thomas lives in Virginia, so the last decade, we have been separated by miles, but we remained close by phone, email and as many visits as we could afford. Not a moment seems to go by that I am not thinking about her and wondering why HER?? She was otherwise a very healthy person: never smoked, did drugs, rarely drank. We grew up in a very strong Christian home, so her faith in God was immense. She was loved by everyone who met/knew her. It was just amazing how quickly she went from being a vibrant, energized, active mom of two boys, ages 4 & 10, to a terminal cancer patient. She was given zero chance at beating it, as it was found way too late and had spread to her lymphatic system and eventually shutting down all her organs. 2 months!! And the pain she endured.... it was excruciating. Anyway, I guess I just wanted to say a few things about my precious baby sister. I'm not dealing well at all, but I'm trying to hold it together for the sake of my own children. My brother is doing the exact same thing. Not living, just existing. We loved that little girl so much, she was our baby sister and we couldn't protect her, couldn't help her, couldn't save her. Luckily, we were all able to be in Las Vegas the week she died.
He flew in with his kids, and I drove there with mine. So, we did get to all be together for the 'END', but I don't know how to move on. I worry for my brother, emotionally he's bottled everything up. It hurts so dang much not being able to help him on top of not being able to have saved our sister. Our siblings are our first friends, often times our best friends, and losing a brother or sister is like a part of yourself has died.
Hugs, love and prayers to all of you that are going thru this loss. Wherever you are in the grieving process, I pray that you find peace and comfort. I too need to find those things as well.