I wrote this comment on the morning of Sunday Feb 25: at 3pm of that same day I got a call from my aunt who lives in Switzerland that her older sister, who lives in San Francisco, had just died. For context, these two aunts always filled in as our mother figures since our biological mother is a cruel narcissist. My aunt was 90 and had be…
I wrote this comment on the morning of Sunday Feb 25: at 3pm of that same day I got a call from my aunt who lives in Switzerland that her older sister, who lives in San Francisco, had just died. For context, these two aunts always filled in as our mother figures since our biological mother is a cruel narcissist. My aunt was 90 and had been in a vegetative state for the past year. She is resting now, and so is my cousin who took her in to live with him in 2016 and became her full time caretaker. Nevertheless, the loss is real, the waves of grief have begun crashing on me and I am letting them drag me around in my whirlpool of memories. The Universe, once again, was preparing me for a jump into the unknown, but this time, it made me aware of this prompt, so I could build a parachute to help me fall into despair and sorrow, but not so fast and alone. Thank you for this space, I bear witness it's proven to be priceless.
I wrote this comment on the morning of Sunday Feb 25: at 3pm of that same day I got a call from my aunt who lives in Switzerland that her older sister, who lives in San Francisco, had just died. For context, these two aunts always filled in as our mother figures since our biological mother is a cruel narcissist. My aunt was 90 and had been in a vegetative state for the past year. She is resting now, and so is my cousin who took her in to live with him in 2016 and became her full time caretaker. Nevertheless, the loss is real, the waves of grief have begun crashing on me and I am letting them drag me around in my whirlpool of memories. The Universe, once again, was preparing me for a jump into the unknown, but this time, it made me aware of this prompt, so I could build a parachute to help me fall into despair and sorrow, but not so fast and alone. Thank you for this space, I bear witness it's proven to be priceless.