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My cousin died. im in kentucky for the funeral.
her name was gabby. she was 4 months old. she had downs syndrome, 5 holes in her heart, and one heart valve. the doctors tried to fix her heart on friday, but something went wrong. her liver and kidneys failed, turning her hands and feet purple. eventually, her parents got her unhooked from the machines keeping her alive, wrapped her in a blanket, and held her as she breathed for the last time.
i never got to see her. only in pictures. and i cant make myself look at her, lying in her little casket. because if i look at her, thats how i will remember her.
is it bad that i cant look at her?