The weirdness of grieving

Today out of nowhere, I thought about my aunt. I am learning that grieving comes in and out. Some days I'm fine and today as I'm parking my car at work and she pops into my head. I instantly felt heavy and the entire day, I thought of her and how weird and surreal it is that she is no longer here. I thought about how weirdly warming it was that the time she passed away was the exact same time our plane took off to come back to Portland. Alot of people tell me how nice it was for me to see her one last time, to bid her farewell. I'm actually more grateful for the visits I made to HK to see her before her brain mets for it is the time that we're all living, that counts. Time flies, it's crazy. Look around you, we must take every opportunity to create special memories with our loved ones. Those, are the ones that truly count. It is so easy to get wrapped up in our own worlds, our own selfish bubble and with distance, it gets very easy indeed.

I miss you yee yee.