my heart is breaking open again, at the great harms we humans can cause each other.
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in the wee hours of the morning 22 years ago today, the Ides of March, my mom left her tired body. after seven years of a rollercoaster ride of hope and despair, and lingering for a month in hospital as she waited for a liver transplant which never came, she took one last look at those of us gathered around her bed and quietly slipped away. she was the same age as i am now.
i couldn’t help it, laughing and weeping in the same breath as it fell like pieces of soft sweets from the sky.
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sometimes, still, I fear the darkness.
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i was walking in a majestic oak and pine forest
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