I am always so thrilled to have my writing shared at Her View From Home. Sometimes it is easier to write about things, which is why I often use writing as a form of therapy. This piece was hard to share, but I am glad that I did.
She taught me that women can do it all. Women, more often than not, suck it up and just deal. She was my best friend. I trusted her with everything, all my crazy.
Then she died. I felt betrayed for awhile. She picked cigarettes over us. Even when she was dying she picked them. So see, I knew she could be weak too. I knew she had vices she wished she didn’t have.