I think I understand a little of your grief, thanks for writing about it. I lost my only sibling, my sister aged seven, I was ten, in 1973. I felt huge loss too for a long time. I am sure my mum did too, we were already a single parent family by then, because of a condition my Mum had, manic depression, which is difficult for anyone to live with, though she was never violent, always a good heart, she wan't really always with us, no fault of hers. I blame the system, the system that produces so much poison it kills kids and makes adults insane. My Mum has passed now too, and I have a daughter of my own, a twenty year old now that I thank the world for, even though we were forced again to become a single parent family.

I feel like the world will change for the better soon, because it doesn't need to be like this. I hope it can change. A part of me feels like my little sister is still there, somewhere, helping me carry on doing what I can to make the much needed change happen. Her spirit gives me strength, in my mind.