Where I Turned for Peace When Others Judged My Sister's Suicide

It was eight years ago. I was a 24-year-old mother of two, and I was expecting my third child in a few short months.

I remember getting a phone call from my parents who were on their way home from visiting my older sister and her family who lived across the country. My mom told me the news: They were bringing my older sister, along with her three young children, home with them.

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