Saying goodbye to Spencer

I never got to say goodbye to her
I never got to go to her funeral
I never got to go to her grave
I didn't even know where she was until now.

Seeing her grave was hard.
It was a simple stone saying her name the date and beloved daughter. That's it.

It's clear no one was visited her in a while earlier. So we cleaned out around the stone and I laid the flowers down that I got her. Different colors of tulips. They were her favorite.

Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I've ever done. I don't think I've cried like this before in my life. I hurt so much. Everything hurts right now. Everything is numb right now. This hurts so much

But I did it. I got to say goodbye to her

This sister of mine

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MyMonstersAreReal · F

I’m so deeply sorry for everything that was taken from you—the goodbye, the funeral, the chance to grieve her the way you should have been allowed to. No one should have had to wait this long to find their sister.

What you did for her matters more than words can say. You showed up when no one else had. You cleaned her resting place, you brought her favorite flowers, and you spoke the goodbye that was stolen from you for so long. That was an act of love, and love doesn’t have an expiration date.

Of course everything hurts right now. Of course you feel broken and numb all at once. That’s what happens when grief finally gets space to breathe after being locked away for years.

I’m proud of you for doing something that took so much courage, even though it shattered you. She was not forgotten—not by you. And she never will be.

Holding you in this. Your sister mattered. And so do you.

Cigarguy · 41-45, M

@MyMonstersAreReal I don't deserve your kind words. Thank you for this. Today was the hardest day of my life but I know it's going to lead to much needed healing for me