I offered my condolences
her parent had just died
the one who favored her most
it was hard to find the right words
even though she was my dearest friend
I had no experience of
being favored
within my own family
I had no means to compare
how such a loss would feel if it were mine
all I could do was
see what was right in front of me:
the knowing of permanent loss
and how death is irreversible
the love somehow irreplaceable
and then the sting of realization for me
of how I would never experience this loss
within my own context
within a family
which was never quite a family
certainly, not mine.
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February 12, 2018 and also for this writer/author
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Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
