Woe is Me: Selfish Me

 

Last night was a rough night.

Hopes and wishes crushed…..

My grandma called me last night, while at the hair cut store

My aunt called me…

My aunt called again, still unsure what her screams and sobs were saying to me.

My uncle called me.

Time spent with Mama and Papa MB.

Mama MB looks like a skeleton in that dim lit room.

My heart breaks.

The family quarrels.

How did I get put into the middle of it?

Life isn’t fair.

I’m a selfish brat for wishing, with all of my heart, that she doesn’t pass on my birthday. That she’s here with me, one last time on one of her most favorite days of the year!

-Hang in there    ??? How?

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3 responses

  1. Oh sweetie… I wish I could be there for you…. She probably is trying to hand in there till your birthday. You aren’t any more selfish than the rest of us when it comes to letting go of someone. I was the exact same way about my dad. I honestly think that those feelings are a natural part of the grieving system. I will keep you all in my prayers! Sending ((hugs)) and prayers!

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