5 Years Since you Left
I had a good day yesterday, and then for some reason got down. Then I talked to mommy and realized it was poppy's death anniversary. I remember the day too. We were all in the apartment like nothing was wrong. Almost like we were used to it. Marcela had left. Patty was leaving soon to be with Lorena. Susi and I stayed. We had ice cream. We watched a show that I liked. I was starting at him. Counting his breaths. And then, one hap was too long. I woke Susi up and we ran to him and gave him a hug as he took his last breath. Makes me sad to think about it, and it's been 5 years. He could be alive still if he didn't do the treatment, maybe. Maybe not. It wouldn't have been much of a life though. He was depressed. He wasn't happy. I understand, though. He went through trauma. And alcohol helped him get through it. He had a hard life as a kid. His dad didn't love him. He loved his sister. Poppy's whole life was about competition. Trying to be the best. Sounds familiar.
I'm grateful for...
- Life
- My health
- Mommy
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