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Rahti Gorfien's avatar

The night following my mother's passing that morning, my brother, from whom I'm effectively estranged for the most part, broke out a joint. We had partnered in her caregiving over the prior two months...on Jan 6 neither of us mentioned the insurrection because we had to turn her over in bed...him a Trumper and me a Democrat. That night when we got stoned, the eggshells I always felt I had to tread on around him dissapeared. I don't remember what was said, but I do remember the communal feeling of letting go into shared relief after doulaing a death together.

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Bob's avatar

Love this and thank you for the FC Barcelona reference.

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