Sorry to those who've messaged and not gotten answers. And those who've gotten answers that are short, distracted, distant, and disconnected.
Some know what the last 9 days have been like for my little family. And some only have a glimpse..
I share now because I believe that in doing so, I can hopefully avoid any more painful recounting, and that maybe this will bring some sort of closure?
Death is never easy. Even though we've buried MANY friends and loved ones in my 33 years on this floating rock.. its never easy. But you learn the motions, if you will.. it becomes mechanical in a sense. You cry when alone and no one else is looking. And then mechanical again to be strong.
Nothing prepares a person for so much in 9 days though. 4 lights are no longer here in these 9 days.. 4 lights that left marks and impacts across many peoples lives...
my grandmother, Arlee Maxine Nelson. The solid rock who taught me it was ok to be weird. It was ok to be artsy fartsy. Who didnt shame me for being different and looking different and just let me exist as I was.. part of the solid foundation of my childhood between her ans my dear Nana Sue.. garage sales, shopping, going to the K n K food liner and neat little shops she loved.. running amok with my cousin Kevin Nash in her tiny condo, hanging out on the balcony watching the molson sign turn circles.. movies and swimming. Her insistence that if I was gunna eat the corned beef I had to TRY the cabbage.
Words will never describe how greatful I am that you were my grandma, nor will they articulate how much im gunna miss you.
Grandmother Faith... I didnt get to know you for long. But in that time you made me feel welcome. You loved talking about knitting and cooking and telling me what your younger grandchildren had been up to. You loved your ever cranky cat Barney, and you enjoyed a good drink put by the fire. I appreciate the kindness and care you gave to me in what brief time we had. I hope your pain is eased. I will do my absolute best to stand side by side with your grandson and love him with every fiber of my being.
Great grandma Pat. For the very few times ive met you, you were kind and soft spoken. Daniel spoke fondly of you, and I wish wed met more times. May you rest no longer in pain, and may your soul be at ease in that place now.
And Ahmed... my dear dear friend.. my heart breaks to know your last moments were those of terror and apprehension, for you were a man who gave so much to all who knew you. Your love, acceptance, kindness, gentle smile and easy going attitude made working along side you a great joy. Your soft spoken words of wisdom, your ability to just.. make a person feel heard and understood, and your kindness were remarkable. May you be in Allah's peace now. I hope you know just how deeply loved you were by your community and those who were blessed to call you friend and work with you. May you look down on us and guide us as we continue on in our journeys.
These 4 people, who left marks on my little families lives, who are now no longer here, have all taken a little piece of my heart with them... and that takes time to heal from and grieve.. not just for myself, but for my family, and the man I love so very much.
This is just a slice of the very painful things happening in my life as of now.. and 3 more people may very soon join this list of those who have passed..
It weighs heavy and makes being present a little hard. So for that, I beg patience. And forgiveness. I am here.. it just hurts. Its alot to wrap one's head around.
I ask only for love and support. And patience and forgiveness while I grieve... even having buried probably 50 people in my lifetime... nothing prepares you to lose 4 in less than 10 days... hold your loved ones close..
And remember, you ARE loved.