Lynn Felicia Mbeiza
The last person I’d lost was my grandmother in 2019. Her death meant a lot; smiling during the day and crying throughout the night, wondering what life is and almost getting retakes in my second last semester. Her death hit; I thought I’d never recover but I did. Then March 1st, 2024 happened.
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Vee, as I like to refer to her, suffered three months of the same ordeal I suffered post covid. Her body hurt aggressively, her physique changed from small to smaller, and her legs could function no more. But there was hope. We thought she’d heal. We thought she’d become everything she’d dreamt of. We hoped, beyond hope that her life, wouldn’t be reduced to a memory but we were wrong.
Continue resting well darling.
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