Hello,
It’s been a while since I perched on the windowsill and looked out into the world. Truthfully, it has felt almost impossible to sit down and write. After I reflected on here about my uncle’s unexpected passing in February, I got the news that my grandmother had died too. Life has since been a blur.
I’m able to busy myself during the days, but the night-time is particularly hard. I keep having dreams of everyone in my life dying. I keep dreaming of my uncle and grandmother. Often, I’ll jolt out of sleep and struggle to remember who is alive and who is now dead.
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