
The following is an adaptation of the eulogy I gave at my sister’s funeral service. She died of cancer in March 2018.
She was my only sister, born seven years after me. I never imagined I would have to one day stand here and give her eulogy. A few days before she died, I told her that she has to get better to one day take care of me, and that I would get sick on purpose and even make her wipe my butt. She would usually laugh when I made a joke like that, but now she could barely manage a smil...
Published on March 25, 2019 07:00