I added this to my favorites back in January of 2016 but never really got around to commenting. This piece brought back memories of a tough loss I had myself not too long before.
In September of 2015, a close friend of mine, whom I had known since we were in seventh grade, passed away in his sleep. Like your stepdaughter, I too got the news via a phone call, but it came from a mutual friend of ours. I remember shaking with sobs before breaking down. He, too, was 23 years old.
Receiving bad news is hard, I know, especially through a phone call. I'm not mad at the person who gave me the news; he took it just as hard. Your stepdaughter's loss my be distant now, but the pain of losing someone close never truly dies. I realize this piece talks about suicide, but a loss is a loss. I hope she's doing okay now after almost nine years.
This is a powerful piece, nonetheless. I think anyone who has suffered a tough loss will relate to this, no matter how recent. This piece spoke to me the day I added it to my favorites, because the pain was recent. I'm glad I added it when I did.