My sister has been gone for 8 yrs, and this year hit me hard. I wanted to join her this year, just for a little bit, to talk to and to hug her. I think it is because I am dealing with so much "junk" in my life right now. I haven't ever gone through the grieving process. To add to my grief, my uncle died from complications with MS on the 24th. His funeral is at the same place that my sister's was. I decided that I am not going to the funeral. I know I won't be able to control myself. Too many memories are held there. Thankfully, my mom understands and isn't making me go. Why do loved ones have to die at a young age? It just doesn't seem right.