Reading this reminded me of what I did on Tuesday and Wednesday.
I read The Dash by Linda Ellis.
I listened to Paper Heart by David Cook.
I'm thankful I saw you before you passed away. I'm thankful that God heard my prayer and kept everyone safe until I got home. I told my late siya and achi to look after everyone until I got home.
I'm just thankful for everything I have.
I know we weren't close, but you looked after me well. A part of me feels empty after losing you, but a part of me is happy to know you lived a good life with people who loved you.
I still remember your smile when I came to visit last week. You told me I looked beautiful and that I'm all grown up now. You looked so happy when I gave you that sweater. You smiled more when I told you I was staying here for good. You looked so well, despite the conditions you were going through. I had hope you'd be better, you'd beat the shit out of it.
I'm just really happy I saw you one last time before you left us.
Farewell, Auntie Queenie. You will be missed.
