After years of struggling with emphysema and 18 days in the intensive care unit, my cousin recently died.
David was 48 — three years and three months younger than me.
When family members die out of order, it often can be unsettling. It’s heartbreaking to watch his wife and daughter confront their pain and devastating to experience the grief of his father and my other aunts, uncles, cousins and sisters.
Through the experience, my memories of our shared childhood experiences returned to one isolated conflict.