A Living Grieving
Yesterday was the day my sister called her 'happy day'. It was also the day that I lost my 'first sister', and started to live with an ongoing bereavement that took many years to be able to understand and talk about. It was the day she had an operation to remove a brain tumour, that would not just take away a tumour, but so much of the person that I knew her to be. It took a good 12 years for me to understand and be ok with the fact she called it her 'happy day'. She called i
