I was in Junior
High when Nana died, the first major loss I had to face. Someone whose hand I
had held, whose check I kissed had ceased to exist. I remember being at a loss
as to how to react. Was I supposed to cry? I felt like I should but I almost
had to force it because really I was in shock, numb. I knew that my Grampas had
died before that but I had never known
them, never held their hands or kissed their checks. I never expected Nana to
die.
Nana died 32
years ago today.
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