This week is one I would not want to re-live ever.
It started on Sunday with one of the worst things that could ever happen. I got the call from my uncle that my sister has passed away. I didn't believe him and called him all sorts of things but he still stood my me. He was here for my parents while I was 1,000 miles away in Iowa. I got on the first flight I could to be home.
I had to help my parents prep and get things ready to lay my sister to rest. She was only 18 months older than me and my only big sister. When I was writing her eulogy I reflected on all the good times we had. Nothing still prepared me for losing her. It's not like she was sick and waiting 6-8 weeks to find out what happened is going to be a killer.
I also learned how inappropriate my cousins and relatives can be. I was embarrassed by their behavior multiple times between people taking selfies with one of the guests (local tv personality) to them acting like they didn't care.
Tomorrow I head back to Iowa and I am not sure how this is going to go. It going to be tough since my sister was my connection with home and texted me on a daily basis.