Yesterday I finalized your estate.
I thought I’d be excited, doing back flips and leaping for joy, because that was such a freaking pain in the ass. But I don’t feel that way. Yes, I’m relieved. I know it’s good to have that behind me. My brain knows.
My heart feels differently. My mind says it’s crazy to feel grief and sadness over getting getting through the nightmare of navigating the legal system without all of my mental faculties intact. But my heart understands that that’s not what I’m really sorry about. This process is attached to you. And finalizing the estate is finalizing your death.
Oh God, I said it out loud. Death.