…as we all look at this growing surge, our eyes open to the possibility that someone we love may die, it’s time for us to talk to our friends about how they can love us through it.
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I feel her in the maybe
What if we let others walk with us, even if from a distance? What if we let our complexity shine out, rather than close off and cage us? What if we stood in our reality, and let it be?
I think that’s what she would have done.
So what if I said: my mother, the human who shaped and grew me, died two and a half months ago and this is what was in me in the before, during, and after?