Category: My Sister Heather

The days before my sister died, my intuition was telling me.

Something was off. I could feel it in my bones. I didn’t know what it was. I started having a strange, almost out-of-body experience for a few days. I couldn’t put my finger on it and I still can’t exactly describe what it felt like. But something was definitely off and I didn’t know what it was.

I’m sad my sister’s cause of death was preventable.

There was no bruising or blood which indicates that she was probably already deceased when she ended up in that position. That’s how my mother found her later the next afternoon.

A eulogy for my best friend, my sister.

When Heather was brought down from her room in a velvet body bag, they let my mother tell her she loves her and then she kissed her daughter goodbye one last time.