My sister died on Jan. 24, 2009 from cancer. One minute she was in remission the next she dies. Today we had to go start moving her things. It was like losing her all over again. The air was taken from my lungs and my heart hurts. I feel like I was invading. When I helped her clean closets, it was different. I can't believe she is never coming back. I will never hear her speak to me again. I thought I was getting better, but today was awful. I know she was is so much pain, but I am selfish.
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