My cousin died today. Last year, Tita Madre died today, and today is her first death anniversary.
I think the ugliest word is cancer. And it has taken away too many of my loved ones.
I'm usually resilient, but I'm already feeling as if I'm drowning. I keep telling myself to keep going, and even though I cannot help myself, I can be there for my family.
Tita Cathy, I miss you.