It has been 5 months since my sister's death and I think she has become a shadow in my life. I think about her in quiet moments and wonder if she is doing fine wherever she is. The pain of losing her has slowly ebbed but I cannot help feeling sad that she has taken this lonely road to end her life.

Sometimes, when I wake up in the mornings or ruminate in the nights; I still find it hard to believe that my sister is really gone. I think my brain blocked out the painful memories and when I convince myself she is really gone do I remember the pain.

I take comfort in my daily routine with my shadow and try to remember she is happier now wherever she may be.