I just don't even know
I thought I could always flee to Canada, but found out election night that my "Aunty" in Canada had passed away. Yeah, that makes it sound like that was my primary thought, all about me. Not really, I just thought it sounded funny to say it that way. In fact the thought of the world without this person in it was so incredibly unbelievable I cried for the rest of the evening. She was so present for me as a stable adult when my parents weren't. She was so gentle and wise and caring. We went to Canada to visit in August because I knew time was growing short and I might not get another chance, and I'm so glad I made that decision. Being in her house and talking with her was healing to my spirit, and at least now I have that memory.
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