I don’t care how many deaths you live through, they never get easier.

My husband’s cousin just passed away. She had Lupus and had been sick, so it wasn’t a complete surprise, but still, it was a shock, ya know?

The hard part is she was so young. Just about 28 I think. She had aspirations of being a doctor before she got very sick. “Such a shame,” people tsk about losing someone so vivacious. Shame indeed.

And so I am left with a hollow place. We weren’t terribly close, but she mattered to his family. So she matters to me. And I think about losing your own child. You’re not supposed to have your children go before you. I hold Max closer and pray that I never have to know that pain.

You will be missed.