In just under seven days, the family dynamic shifted in light of a grandparent’s sickness, a body riddled with dire ailments. What’s funny is that nothing was wrong before, but nothing was right either. Things were just separate and that seems to cause anxiety of sorts even among the best of us. But conversations were had and times were reminisced, along an afternoon of sunny weather and a backdrop of a lives that everyone knew had to be headed back to. It’s where I find myself now, back in the regular world, shifted toward the way things were but still heading forward to where things need to be.
From Sunday to Monday
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