What a week.
Overwhelmed after therapy this past wednesday. It appears as though I may be more fucked up than I though. Which kind of scares me. I've always thought of myself as relatively normal. To find that I need a lot of help to sort through my head amazes me when I think of the people I've come across in my life that are way more messed up than me.
Maybe we're going too deep. Maybe I'm going to come out of this more messed than I was when I started. Is that possible, do you think?
After 7 years of battling terminal cancer and an exhausting last week, Marcel's aunt passed away this morning. I've never before had an opportunity to say goodbye to someone I knew was dying. It's something that I struggle with. Finding the words to say. But I found it too be easier than I though. I'm so glad I did it. Marcel is too.
I watched her on three different occasions at the hospital struggling to breathe. Each time she was having more difficulties. I'm sad to see her go... but so very happy that she isn't struggling anymore.
Farewell, Gisele... take flight, just like a ladybug.
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