There were some kind people who messaged me on the anniversary of Serena’s death and I feel like I was supposed to feel deep sadness on that day, but it wasn’t anything different from other days.

Grief is an individual thing and it hits us all differently. What you expected to hit that day actually happened two weeks prior. I was alone that week with Brenda on a trip with her work friends.

That time last year was the last week I spent with Serena and she was taking care of me then. It was just us at the house and it was sweet. I really let her do things for me so she could have a sense of purpose and wantedness that was tangible.

It was my last days with her and I will always remember her tenderness. When she left I gave her a big hug, told her I loved her and thanked her for taking such good care of me. It was our last moment together and I’m glad it was like that. I will always be grateful of that time.