We lost another relative. Our family is getting smaller. John was not a “blood” relative, but he’s been in the family for many years.
After a while, you forget. That “blood thing” becomes less important.
His wife, Sue, is my cousin. We played together as children.
We’re told we should celebrate when someone passes—that he is in a better place. I find it hard to celebrate when my heart is aching. I know John is in a better place, but what about Sue? John has been by her side for more than half a century?
Death is cruel!
It breaks hearts.
And leaves hurting people alone.
What will Sue do... without John?