A Birthday
Today was Gloria's birthday.
It's funny how death becomes such a binary thing when you experience it closely. Writers and poets have written millions of eloquent words about death, but in the end, it's much simpler: someone used to be here and is no longer.
There's lots of ways you can fancy that up, but it doesn't really matter.
I'm talking to Eli 20.10 tonight, and we'll talk about his mom and reflect on what still feels surreal, over eight months later. There's no defined recovery process, really, just inching forward in the darkness, trying to keep your feet under you.
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