hunker_down tender_square it’s not that i haven’t processed the loss of my mom, he said. it that’s it was hard to do when the whole world was falling apart on top of that: our siblings went off the deep end, the pandemic happened, and the culture went crazy. no wonder all i could do was hunker down. she wondered aloud if the loss had changed him any way. yeah, it’s made me anticipate that there’s more bad things to come, he reasoned. in these moments of his self-awareness all she could think was that she hadn’t imagined it, he really had withdrawn from her, though he was gradually making his way back. and this is what still stung her heart and stained her cheeks with tears. she had wanted to be his everything; and in that time of loss he couldn’t appreciate the love and life they shared when she was right there with him in the thick of it. how was she ever supposed to come back from that? 220619 what's it to you? who go blather from