Facing Trauma

My aunt passed away from covid last week and Saturday was the funeral. I was hesitant to go because the last funeral I went to was my dad's, and it wasn't a good experience.

I wanted to be there for my uncle so I put on my big girl panties and went. I'm happy I got to go. He was so happy to see me and I got see everyone again for the first time since quarantine.

While I did have I minor episode of anxiety and grief while at the funeral, it was a day a reflection on the long life my aunt lived and sharing wonderful memories of her loving spirit.

I'd like to think that I'm getting better, and I hope that I can continue to overcome other things that come my way 🙏.