i still have three deaths in me that i haven't grieved for properly, i haven't mourned for my grandparents yet the way they deserve to be mourned for.
and now, within weeks of each other, we lost two uncles and the family i heartbroken.
a few days after my uncle joel's death is talked with my dad and asked him if he was okay. we're both firstborn so is understand the panaganay syndrome.
"time for tears later?"
"yes."
what do you know? i am my father's daughter.
i try to be the shoulder my cousins can lean on, the hand they can hold.
i'm just scared that postponing my own mourning to give way to theirs -- and to the everyday -- will saturate my being with unshed tears.
i'll be a very very salty person.
saline. saline dion.
