Death is personal
Last night I watched on my computer screen as my oldest brother died. He was in the hospital with Covid, experiencing organ failure. Our other two brothers and their families were there too, on Zoom. Adam was unconscious but we talked to him and played some of his favorite Jazz in the background for a couple of hours, then the nurse extubated him, and then he died after a few minutes.
I've been through the deaths of my parents, closest friend, other close friends, lovers, clients, colleagues, and animal friends. Grief has always been present in my life.
When someone has always been part of your life and then they die it's world changing.
When someone you love is murdered it's a special kind of trauma. When someone you love is murdered in a genocide perpetrated by the President of one's own country, well I don't have words for that yet.
I've been through the deaths of my parents, closest friend, other close friends, lovers, clients, colleagues, and animal friends. Grief has always been present in my life.
When someone has always been part of your life and then they die it's world changing.
When someone you love is murdered it's a special kind of trauma. When someone you love is murdered in a genocide perpetrated by the President of one's own country, well I don't have words for that yet.