Too late

Mom died a few days ago. We found the cancer too late for any options to work.

I have no parents left, which is an odd feeling. My parents are back together in heaven, which is a very comforting thought because Mom missed Dad so very much. But I feel very alone. I have my sister and Billy (who asked for Mom's permission to marry me when she could still talk and was cognizant of her surroundings), and I have so many friends, but I don't have anywhere else to go. I could always go to Mom's house, but now that house is going to be sold. I'm thinking about buying it (I need a house anyway for all the antique furniture I've inherited), and it might financially be an excellent move since my sister said that she'll let me buy it for how much Mom owed on it instead of what it's worth (so that when I sell, the responsibility will be mine).

I don't know. There's so much to take in, so much to do, so many options ahead.