My cousin Mara committed suicide by hanging herself on July 3.

A part of my youth, my memories died as well.
I remember how close we were as children, how we played, laughed,
giggled, were punished, cried ...

and then she had to go and die.

My heart break for her, that her life became so unbearable that hanging herself was the best option, the only option for her. What agony she must have experienced in the weeks and days before she eventually decided to end it all?

I hope it was over quickly.

I wish I was there for her.

We had such dreams, such fun.
I am so grateful for those times,
those days of laughter in the sun.

RIP Mara.

I will remember all the good times, all the perfect days we had.

♥