My sister died only a few weeks ago and I just want her back. Maybe that's selfish- She had been suffering for a couple of years now with a freaking genetic disorder that causes nerve damage and pain, but we just kept thinking she would get better. She was only 37 and left 3 sons, one of whom also has the disease, Porphyria. It seems so unfair and still unreal, and I've never felt so alone in my life. I just numb out and go about the day and then suddenly "wake up" and realize i'm doing laundry and she's dead.