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loved this 💕

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Thank you. I don't remember writing this one - which is always how I know it's the real deal. From some other place. I remember sitting down to the blank screen with the intention to write it, but not so much constructing the actual sentences. It's so rare when that happens, but I love the feeling afterwards. The best kind of purge.

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Jan 27Liked by Katie Mitchell

9 years—how can it be?

Your writing always hits me deeply and this one especially spoke to me. The autopsy. Yes….ugh.

But also I thought again of the irony that once upon a time 14 (!!) years ago this month I sobbed my story at your dining room table as he took pictures and acted sympathetic. Only for it to be you at my table 5 years later…and that made me call him choice words in my head again.

I am proud of you and where you are, who you are, all that you know today.

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The symmetry of those dinner table moments 5 years apart. The weirdest thing about life is that we don't know what's coming and then in the rear view, it always astonishes. Thank you for this. It made my eyes tear up for sure.

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