: an essay

: an essay

“ Death is sad no matter how long we prepare for it. I feel like I’ve been preparing for the death of my family for a very long time. But when it happens, even after months of suffering, it still seems too soon, too shocking…

“ I’ve been holding a lot of shame recently. It comes from all different directions, more than I can list. Needless to say, I have not been compassionate to myself and it feels like I've been living in a downward spiral for the past few months. But that’s not the point. I am here to say that our relationships with ourselves are our relationships with our dead….