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My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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Seems like you have an extra “D” after “Sarah” in Ruth’s third bubble in the middle panel. Sounds like it should be “Sarah gets lonely” instead of “Sarah’d gets lonely?”
Might have combined two similar thoughts? I do this all time lol! Although much of the time it’s when I’m speaking out loud…
Never noticed before but is every set of glasses worn in this series unique either by shape or color?
It’s not necessarily all that unique for everyone, but I’m consistent with characters. Ruth’s purple glasses have always been a part of her design, so they’re consistently the same color and shape?
Well, it IS rather weird by heteronormative standards.
But by those same standards everyone involved is pretty weird too, so it’s no surprise the relationship is weird…
So long as everyone involved is giving willing informed consent and are happy with it, I see no problem.
I’m sure there will be problems, every relationship has problems, but fewer problems than if they weren’t maintaining informed consent.
Si. You pretty much have your choice between, “This feels kinda weird but at least we’re on the same page.” and “Since we never interact, you are now demonized and are the cause of all the problems in my relationship, now DIE.”