Photos with my dead sister, Katie - Untethered

The night before Katie died, we talked to the hospice nurse who said Katie needed to untether from us and from this world. We had been on 24/7 watch and Katie was rarely alone. Each time we all left for a shift, we always said goodbye - part of us hoping it was goodbye and the other part deeply holding on to more time. That night we let Katie have the night alone to untether. The next morning, I saw Katie, hugged her told her how much I loved her - and was quiet for a bit. Katie suddenly opened her eyes and took her last breaths as I held her hand. I was terrified and gutted. And relieved that Katie was no longer in pain and could untether and be free. I, though, was and still am tethered to Katie though it feels very different. I don’t want to untether the memories, the love, the fights, the years we had together. It also has me wondering the things in this life we are tethered to - what should we untether from? Katie - still teaching me the sisterly lessons - love you Katie!