Oh dear Abbie ---
I lost my "mamounou" I was 23. She was my everything. My greatest love story. She was my world. She was the sweetest ever. She was so kind.
I still hope at times that she'd come back for me. Because I didn't accept her death. Till now. Then it was my brother's turn. Sometimes life can be perceived as a castle of sand.
Hope you have good friends around to support & care for you. I did miss that. It hurts, you feel weak and abandoned. Only thing I can say - do accept she's gone and strengthen the family ties around you - you will need this no matter what.
I'm really sorry - I don't know your age - but the younger you are the greater you feel the pain.
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