The Space Between Words
Facing a terminal illness, anticipatory grief, and the silences that hold both fear and love
"I first shared this personal essay on Know Thyself, Heal Thyself. On the day it published, I asked my cousin whether we could visit them on 3 January, leaving it open for her to say no. She did. Said they are dealing with too much at this moment, that they prefer it to be just them, their kids and grandkids. Of course, we understood. My heart is breaking for them..."
Fear has a way of retreating without ever really leaving. It’s like being punched over and over — it becomes your new normal, and you don’t feel the blows anymore.
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