Scars, Shipwrecks and Grief— a personal perspective.

I’m old. I’m 25 and will be 26 in October. This means that I’ve lived for two and a half decades on earth and have survived (so far) while a lot of people I know and love did not.

I’ve lost family. When my mother passed, I was too little to impute her death to pain. I only felt a sense of loss for not meeting her, whom I heard was an amazing person. I know I would have loved her.

I’ve lost friends. I lost two of my best female friends, Blessing…

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