There is a saying that "God doesn't give you more than you can handle". After my great grandpa Skeet passed away last February I honesty didn't think I would be able to handle losing a close relative. In fact the exact thought in my head was "Dear God I'm not ready to lose any of my family". Two weeks later my sister passed away. I struggled with this for a very long time. I somehow felt it was my fault that my sister died because I had that thought. I felt God was trying to show me something. Was he giving me a lesson in grief? Had I tempted fate? I had a very hard time believing that God would take a mother of two beautiful girls just to give me a lesson in grief. It took me several months to work through the guilt and blame that came with my thought. I choose to believe that my thought came with very bad timing and God didn't punish my sister just to teach me a lesson in grief. In the end whether I was ready to lose a close relative or not, it still happened. The days that I didn't know how I would get through them, I did. Losing my sister showed me I was stronger than I thought I was. A lesson in grief that will never be forgotten.