Ten years ago, I lost my uncle and gained a daughter. I thought I understood grief – I didn’t. Turns out, it’s not something you move past. It’s something you carry, together.
Ten years ago, I lost my uncle and gained a daughter. I thought I understood grief – I didn’t. Turns out, it’s not something you move past. It’s something you carry, together.
I’ve spent a silly amount of time trying to figure out how to start this piece, classic Tanya has already written a heap, but figured out the start would be future Tanya’s problem. It’s me, hi, I’m future Tanya. That’s the thing yeah? There is … Continue reading Dragonflies and Worms. Vale Carla.
The picture attached came up in my timehop today. 5 years ago I thought I was cursed, 2 weeks after, my uncle passed away and I inherited a small child. So this is a letter to my past self.
I’ve heard of so many deaths lately. I’m not sure whether it is because I’m paying more attention, or whether it’s just one of those times. Like we’re existing in some liminal space between our old lives and new. It’s hard to process, really. With … Continue reading Death in the time of Coronavirus – Vale Auntie Lynette
I’m feeling a tad melancholy today. This is not new. There are a handful of days in the year where I get like this. Today a guy I went to high school with would have turned 36. I say would have, because he died over … Continue reading