On Tuesday, I found out through social media that my aunt passed earlier this month.
The day I found out, I sat for hours at my computer writing down every memory of my aunt that I could remember and bawling my eyes out. When I ran out of memories to record, I collapsed onto my bed and listened to music to drown out the world.
On Wednesday, I wrote this post.
Well, I tried to write this post, but couldn't bring myself to write what amounts to a goodbye. I don't want to sum up my aunt's life, to account for what we have lost with her passing. The grief is too new for me to be at the acceptance stage already.
I'm going to take some time for myself. I'm going to take as long as I need to mourn. If I manage to publish something next week, I'll be surprised, but I'd be more surprised if I wasn't back the week after. We'll see, though.
My condolences, Megan. I hope you get the time you need to heal.
I'm so sorry Megan! I'll be thinking about you.