My grandma died last weekend. Left the world without a word, and not because she didn't want to, but because the cancer took away her voice. I called her that morning, the day she passed. They said it was the end. I told her I loved her; said I missed her so much. Then, she was gone.
It hurts. I didn't know what it felt like...until now. What it feels like to lose someone. Those 3 months feel like both the best choice I have made and like a mistake because they allowed me to know her, to love her, to grow close to her.
I couldn't make it back for the funeral. Plane tickets cost too much these days. Instead, I grieved alone, crying until the tears ran out.
This is life,
Zuri
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