There was much healing.
Coming back to the rest of the world
and its crazy prioritization of things,
i find myself disturbed, again.
nightmares of my mom's last days,
strugling to breath.
She is not there any more,
this part is over.
But where have i gone?
i seem to shrink to some insignificance.
I breath again and reenter the world.
how easy it is to vanish and not know where you have gone.
Now i have still one more holiday, I will not celebrate.