when the trumpet sounds;;
I woke this morning feeling very tired and dreary. But. I pressed on. Things were a bit unbalanced and I felt out of place. I arrive at work. I'm alone at work. I get a call from my family. My grandmother has passed away.
Mostly, I'm just shocked. Though, because of the "circumstances" at work, I cannot leave. They don't seem to care that my mother's mother has died; only that someone is here to do the work, which is usually me. It's always me. When I need them to be understanding the most, they always turn a blind eye. During my father's struggles, they harassed me and suspended me for refusing to come to work while my father fought for his life. Now. They refuse to let me grieve with the rest of my family. Instead. I must plaster a fake mask on and pretend all is well. When, in fact, it isn't.
I hate this place.
I will miss you, Nanny. And, I feel quite horrible that I only last saw you for Christmas.
She seemed quite fine, then. But we all knew better. I'm only relieved that she passed in her sleep and with out pain.
I love you, Nanny. But, you are not gone. You will always remain in our hearts.
Mostly, I'm just shocked. Though, because of the "circumstances" at work, I cannot leave. They don't seem to care that my mother's mother has died; only that someone is here to do the work, which is usually me. It's always me. When I need them to be understanding the most, they always turn a blind eye. During my father's struggles, they harassed me and suspended me for refusing to come to work while my father fought for his life. Now. They refuse to let me grieve with the rest of my family. Instead. I must plaster a fake mask on and pretend all is well. When, in fact, it isn't.
I hate this place.
I will miss you, Nanny. And, I feel quite horrible that I only last saw you for Christmas.
She seemed quite fine, then. But we all knew better. I'm only relieved that she passed in her sleep and with out pain.
I love you, Nanny. But, you are not gone. You will always remain in our hearts.