My grandmother passed my junior year in college. I was raised by my grandparents, so it was equivalent to losing my mother.
It was so unexpected,and I was totally out of it when I found out. Was like a zombie. My line sisters came and did my laundry and packed my things, arranged a flight for me to go home for the funeral. My neo came and stayed with me that night to make sure I was okay. I know I wouldn't have made it without them. I feel my Sorors and my sisterhood are wonderful, and there are always things that constantly reinforce this sentiment.
