I suppose we must start somewhere, let’s not wait for perfection

I want and need a place to think and to create. This place is for me. Largely because my memory is proving endlessly fallible, and there are things I do want to be able to recall. This in addition to the heightened awareness of my mortality and how many things I won’t get around to before I am gone. I lost my grandmother this month, and there are many many things I shall never have been brave enough to ask her. I’m glad I have some concrete memories around her death, even if I arrived 10 minutes to late to have been present for it. I still witnessed her color changing, I helped to dress her, I tried to help fix her hair. I need to talk it through with my friend Kim, she’s done this complicated grieving. I also feel I need to interview my aunts and uncle and get their thoughts as they grieve. That’ll be awkward to ask for.