So a family friend moved in to keep me company. She was 24. We became sisters. And her brother became my brother. And her family became mine. Her mom cooked me dinner everynight. Came to my sporting events. I felt loved. So the abandonment from my own family didn't matter much.
Well, the mom died recently. They called me last night to tell me. I missed the service.
I feel so far away right now.
I can't believe she is gone.