My heart aches. It’s taking all of my self control to not have a melt down in the middle of the airport. I’m all alone and just got the news that my aunt who was recently diagnosed with leukemia…who was doing so much better that they were going to release her…died last night. I never got to say goodbye because I was across the country. I’m sitting here surrounded by strangers and all I can think about is how she was in her early 40’s…how her daughter who is just graduating high school no longer has a mother, I can’t help but think that because she was the youngest, it must be incredibly difficult for her 8 other siblings…how I’ll never get to see her again. She was my favorite great aunt because she was wild and funny. She overcame an abusive relationship, she had a relationship with drugs and alcohol and put it behind her for her kids, and she knew that life isn’t so serious and scary. I can hear her voice so vividly…I can still see her cursing in Spanish and giving me a look because she knew I would laugh and my other aunts would be upset at her. I’m going to miss her so much.
Through sobriety my higher power has helped me through a lot of obstacles and I’ll get through this one…but it’s going to fucking suck.
am I that easy to forget?me at 3am (via aiela)
when you hate your legs
remember that they carried you through the hardest parts of your life. they get you out of bed every day and take you to what you love.
when you hate your stomach
remember that it helped you gain strength. it holds the memories of deep laughter and great meals. it is full of warmth and joy.
when you hate your arms
remember that they are strong, which makes you strong. but they are also soft and can be used to cuddle and hold the ones you love.