I'm at my sister's. Since she got mad at me Sat night, we haven't really spoken. Bad as it feels here, it seemed better than being alone. But I'm thinking of getting a motel room. I never expected this.

etween the cash and credit cards I have, I believe I have plenty to cover a motel room, an uber ride to the airport and the 2000 mile flight.

If she made an attempt at an apology. She hasn't. Accompanying my boyfriend's body was only half the reason I came back East. The other half was to visit my sister. I thought this would be a get-together that wood be so good. I looked forward to this for so long. Why she got so mad and snotty to me I'll never understand.

This is the .most hard to understand thing that has ever happened to me. I guedd - in life - there's a lot we're not meant to understand.