It's samsara. No worries.

And my aunt and uncle live down the street, so our families are very close. It's actually like one big family. So it's difficult.

I can't imagine having to burry your own child. :/

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Thanks for the support. It really does mean something. I still had a small gathering last night of whoever was available. It was a good time even if it hurt to laugh. My cousin was always smiling and joking, and that's what I will remember her for. We were very similar in that sense.