My sister died a year ago... at 28.... of addiction
Today is a heavy anniversary. I will light a candle and think of the fond memories..... but also I will mourn the loss of my kid sister. She died at 28 years old. A disease of despair. She drank herself to death. Probably, there were also drugs involved, though my folks have yet to even share with me the results of the autopsy and toxicology reports.
I had set some boundaries with her several months prior to her passing. As a result, I hadn't spoken with her in months. I am glad the last time I did see her, I was able to give her a hug.... though is was a bittersweet hug as she had been drunk at the time.
We tried to get through to her.
My parents tried everything they possibly could to help her. She'd been very close to finally agreeing to go to rehab....
And then her light was snuffed from this plane of existence and she left us.
She's still with us, walks the forest and the beach with us.....
I miss my sister.
I'm grateful for my sobriety and for being free of drug addictions.
I hope you are, too.
The gift of sobriety is the gift of life.