Honestly I’m not sure which.
- My first/oldest memory being standing at my daddy’s casket (3 yrs old)
- My friend dying in a house fire the summer before 9th grade (14 yrs old)
- Styling my grandma for her funeral
- Having friends fight chronic/life threatening diseases.
That you won’t always feel sad. Grief encapsulates the RANGE of emotions.
The most shocking for me being gratitude. To have experienced a love so unconditional and pure, makes me grateful for small meaningful moments.
Making sure I eat. It’s old school to some, but bringing food over when someone is grieving makes a difference. I don’t want to eat much at all, but if I have to also FIGURE OUT what to eat or cook I’m not eating. Trying (and failing) to do those things only amplifies my grief & related depression.
I called a friend at the time to tell them and they said “omg that fucking sucks. I know how you feel I been in this plane/ in airports for 9 hours [or something like that idfc] and my back is killing me.
I’ve never forgotten that disregard and disrespect.
7b) Driving back from my PhD interview, I heard her voice clearly say, “you’ll be back there. You’re going.” I got into the program a week later.
Absolutely💙
7b) She was on hospice and I was in a different state. Two days before she died I was craving red beans & made a pot that tasted EXACTLY like hers. I have never been able to make them like that again.
Having someone that understands my mom and would help me navigate/mediate challenging moments with her. She was the voice of reason.
I also desperately missing laying in her bed. There is no comfort like my grandma’s bed and I miss is terribly.
Cooking. Particularly Red beans and rice.
It was (and remains) my favorite dish of hers. It’s wasn’t the most fancy but it tastes like home.
this feels more like shade towards the birthday girl than an epiphany about dating.
I grieve through reflection. Crying when my body needs to. And honoring their life.
For me grief looks like crying through joyful moments you wish you could/could have shared with them.
Last November when I passed my license exam. All I wanted to do what call her.
My maternal grandma. She was my first friend, partner in crime. Everything.
It’ll be 9 years in July.
When women get depressed, they fuck a nigga they wouldn’t have if she wasn’t depressed. When men get depressed, they kill you and y’all kids. Why men and women seem to get different reactions to “mental illness” is almost seeming like the shit not mental illness.
Free will: your bestie buying a blowup house (🔥🍃) for the backyard to celebrate her wedding anniversary.
I miss when the only thing I knew about Cam Newton was on the football field.
Putting sugar in your grits would get you put out certain places down here.
This shit is so heartbreaking 😣
Ce’Ne sitting on the patio in a black t shirt. Glasses and box braids.
Happy Sunday whores 🥰
Touche, there are some specific things im looking forward to. Overthinking just doing its thing again. 🙄😔
Ehh I’m hopeful but anxious if that makes sense. Idk if I’m excited or not.
I’m stimming hard as a mfer right now
She is lying your honor.
Lol makes sense. I use to be a night out bad but I’ll be out by 2a
You’re either having a GREAT time or you had a rough day lol
Ooooh lol you a night owl forreal 😂
lol yes.
And what you drinking 👀
What you mean lol
