The Place Between Shock and Grief
I thought about death today. I know it might feel a little cliché that the last time I wrote on my blog, I was also dealing with grief, but there is something so different yet similar when faced with the loss of someone that you used to know.
Thank You, Always and Forever
She often liked to remind me, that as a baby, right before she had to go to school one morning, I pooped on her uniform. It’s very much a metaphor for how she’d deal with my shit the rest of her life.
It’s Funny the Things You Remember
I didn’t expect that in five days my family’s world would be completely shaken. That we would have to navigate grief in a pandemic, where the air already feels so saturated with a similar sadness.