The one about the very many difficult firsts
It’s 4.14am today, April 13 and I am tired of thinking sleep is the escape I need from the reality of what today means to me and my family. I decided instead to write out my emotions. Writing has always been my outlet. My life up till date has been divided into two distinct parts; life before September 23, 2023 and life after then. That was the day I got the tragic news of my sister’s passing and something changed in me forever since then. I don’t know what it is but I feel it everyday I take a breath or look in the mirror. Life after September 23 has come with a lot of firsts. The first Christmas without…