Wednesday, September 17, 2025

goodbye and all that

I apologized to A when he dropped me off at the airport, because I feel I've said the same three or four things a hundred different ways this past week and he said so what, he has comforted me in the same three or four different ways too... fair enough.

My plane's here, and kinda don't want to leave the airport because going will make everything real. I'm crying discreetly and I think it might help if I talk to someone, but also feel like I might descend into full-on weeping if hear a kind voice.

Pic: The photo i took to say goodbye to the fam on chat. 

5 comments:

Nance said...

I can't imagine how you must have felt, travelling all that way alone, going home for your mother's funeral.

Alone, I guess. I wish I could have helped you in some way. XO

Jeanie said...

That's a long way to fly alone when you are so deeply sad. That had to be so very hard.

J said...

The kindness was too much for me for a long time. Hang in there. <3

Nicole said...

That's such a long trip to take when you are in such grief and shock. xo

Sarah said...

I am so happy you could go right away-- the first trip home is rough and does not (in my experience) get easier with anticipation

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