I Refused to Let a Family Tragedy Ruin My Christmas

My sister lost her husband and son in an accident two days before Christmas. She asked me to cancel the big party I was hosting, but I refused, saying, “You can’t ruin the holidays for everyone else.”

During the party, we heard a crash from my baby’s room. I found my sister packing away my toddler’s clothes and toys—items she’d lent me that had belonged to her late son. In tears, she said I wasn’t worthy of them and called me a bad sister.

Guests overheard the argument, and I’m sure they left thinking I was heartless. Was I wrong to prioritize the party over her grief? Becca

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