This year my daughter Mercy would have been graduating from high school, a fact that became painfully stark as those who had babies the year she died posted photos of the children’s high school graduation.
This is such beautiful writing. My favorite part is the very end. I am sorry Mercy is not here to graduate this year…but maybe glad that she follows you still. That she isn’t forgotten. That she mattered and continues to matter.
When my sister died, & I was so busy with her children & my children till I dropped, I thought I had been given a gift of not feeling my grief so acutely. I now know I pushed it down & went into survival mode. Love to you & Mercy.
This is such beautiful writing. My favorite part is the very end. I am sorry Mercy is not here to graduate this year…but maybe glad that she follows you still. That she isn’t forgotten. That she mattered and continues to matter.
When my sister died, & I was so busy with her children & my children till I dropped, I thought I had been given a gift of not feeling my grief so acutely. I now know I pushed it down & went into survival mode. Love to you & Mercy.
Gutting and beautiful and terrible.
This is a lovely piece. Thank you for sharing it.