My little sister passed away November 2020. She was disabled and had life limiting illnesses. Although she had been ill severe times throughout my life and continued to beat all odds on the 26th November 2020 she sadly passed away with myself, my husband and my mum and dad all round about her. My daughter was born in 2018 and we called her after my sister. My daughter believes her auntie is a star in the sky. Sometimes she'll say that she sees her auntie Leah.
To be honest I'm not really sure why I'm posting this. I feel lost in life, in motherhood, in everything.