I stumbled upon an article in the Denver Westword News today, dated January 3rd. It felt like someone threw a brick at my head. The story was about the death of my sister this past summer. Although Kimmyan and I did not share a childhood together, we both lived with our Moms, we shared many other things that were special. We have always rooted for each other and even counted each other when answering how many siblings were in our family. I am deeply saddened and angered at her senseless death.
I see the light but it feels pretty dark today. It is difficult.