Those storms keep pounding through my head and heart

Kurt Vonnegut wrote: «…I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is”».

I failed at noticing that. My sister, Carola, passed away on December 15th, after a twelve months’ long battle against cancer, and I’m trying to find a way to cope with her absence. Everybody keeps telling me my duty now is to take care of our parents, but nobody seems to understand losing a sibling is like losing both your childhood, your whole past, and your future all at once. I don’t know where to begin with that, I wake up every morning thinking about calling my sister to chat about all the little things that make us happy, as usual, then I realise I can’t do that anymore. Every morning.

I was happy every time I could talk to my sister, and I didn’t know it.

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