Shouldn’t This Be Over By Now?

The grief that never ends, year 4

Lazy rainy morning. Photo by the author.

(**Written 10/21/22)

Four years ago today, I did, and I did not know what was happening as it was happening.

It was sunny, and the entire city vibrated with celebration. It was the first reprieve from storms in weeks, and there was an excitement in the air thanks to the new light.