I wanted to think that no one in the world could miss her as much as I did. I wanted to feel offended by her death. I wanted to wrap up my grief, frustration, and anger over my sister's death, and never think about it again. There was nothing anyone could tell me; and mostly they never attempted to tell me, anything about her or how I was handling her death. I had difficulty in most daily activities. I didn't want to get out of bed. I was disheartened by people whose lives seem to keep going. I didn't understand why, even the world, seemed to keep spinning. There was pain in simply hearing her name. I couldn't even think of that day in January without crying. What had become worse...I had tried to hide the pain. I was destroying myself with the thought that I wasn't strong enough to live without her. But in a moment of love; someone whom I loved, came to me with an act of kindness. She lovingly pointed out to me that my sister's death did not happen to ME. She said I was experiencing the loss, yes, but my sister died...I didn't. She may have never understood the light bulb that came on in my soul that day. At that moment, I understood my feelings of anger came from one place...the thought...no...the FACT...that I had to go on living. And I had to go on living...without Melissa. I had to figure out a way to WANT to get out of bed. I had to devise a plan that would help me survive this horrific loss. I had to admit my pain...own it. I went through so many cycles of grief it was ridiculous, and then I went through them again. This precious thing we call life...is temporary. We must remember to make the most of it. In this book, you will find the raw emotions of my journey. I loved my sister and in a single moment...In the Blink of an Eye...she was gone.