Death came again; took my Auntie, the only mom I have left!

Death strikes again, I can fathom why its attracted to my family alone. First my dad, then my mom; then my auntie's husband. Just last year it took her last daughter, and now my aunt herself was taken. Why just me Ripper of souls, why just my family?

Not the kind of Christmas I have planned, today has been like a playback of one of my darkest days back then when I lost my dear mom. I am having a real life playback again losing my auntie, my mom's younger sister over night, she had in her own way tried to fill that void of been a mom for me and my older siblings.

Seeing those you call parents die could be one of the hardest blows, an irreparable damage to one's being. But it's better that way, not dying young before your parents is a blessing provided life become easier for us(people who lost their parents). I am devastated seeing my cousins weep for their mom, they just lost their baby sister last year and I am wondering why death has been so cruel and attached to my family.
Christmas is ruined for me already, I have no idea the consoling words to speak to my bereaved cousins for i am as broken as they are, a few hurting people in one accord!