Read my mind

We walk through this world feeling unseen, unheard, unloved. And part of that is because we are not seeing and hearing and loving others. We’re so busy fighting to be seen that we're forgetting that we are others. And we need to do our part to see people and to acknowledge them instead of fighting to be seen ourselves -Derek Delgaudio

On March 27, you were already pretty weak and weren't eating much. Mom wanted to have someone watch you during the night so I told her I could stay downstairs. I could read my book on the couch and keep an eye on you. You were mostly sleeping. Only able to open your eyes for a little bit before going back to sleep. This had happened before and we thought it'd be just another wave, but also thought it might be it. We didn't know, but no one ever does. I read from across the living room. I was reading Intentional Dissonance by Iain S. Thomas. It was a book I bought a few years ago but never had the time to actually finish. I had reread the same first chapters at least 3 times. But I had finally got to the end of it that night. And the end of it started the whole book over again. And I'm not sure why that resonated with me, but it helps me think you're still here. And we're all just in a loop of time, so we're bound to be in a world with you and everyone else that we've lost. Miss you, Lola. I hope you're doing okay up there.

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