My sister died and I still don’t understand it’s real
My older sister died 3 weeks ago. 6 weeks is all the universe gave us with her after the diagnosis. She never left the hospital after arriving in the ER with stomach issues.
She died in front of my eyes, I cared for her , put on her clothes and did her makeup. I put her in her casket and sat with her cold body.
And still , some days I’m completely fine because I’m like no it didn’t happen. Other days I wonder why my tears aren’t coming, and sometimes the only thing I can do is cry for hours and just watch the last videos of her.
She was my only sibling, we were supposed to grow old together. I don’t understand how I’m even supposed to live DECADES without her ?
And what if there’s no afterlife ? Means I will never be able to talk to her again. But if there’s nothing after dead then what is life worth living for? At the same time I’m like life is worth living for all the beautiful moments you get to experience on earth.