February 19, 2015
Coping with loss, 2. With the loss of my sister, I bubble wrap the hurt in a pillow of anger. I think of her everyday and the mental sequencing is almost instantaneous. But I have to reach for the dose of justification because being estranged from her seems unacceptable, inexcusable...until I remember that this shift in relationship represents growth and mental health for me. I wonder, sadly, if I'll ever see her again. Or if I'll see her daughters? I think of our summer cabin weeks with fondness, and yet even there, I wasn't living up to her expectations.