I have known grief my entire life. I carry the grief of ancestral trauma, the grief of diasporic life, the grief of love loss, and the grief of life’s unbounded pains. Yet, these paled in comparison to the grief that seismically ruptured my world the dawn of November 16, 2022. The truth of death, that truth we know exists for us all, had arrived for Angel, someone whose life was deeply entangled with mine. Death it seemed had arrived for us both. The truth of their departure, the truth of their crossing, crumbled over me with indescribable fury; maimed me in the depths of my soul. Death was a place where grief would come to stay. RETRIEVED FROM THE ORIGINAL SOURCE