I danced today
My grandmother died while I was waiting to board the plane.
I didn’t find out until my uncle picked me up from the airport.
I’ve never felt so hollow. Grief loiters; an unsurprising
interloper. The last few days have left me seeking to be in the
company of others but not have to speak. That meant going to the
grocery store and crying in the dairy aisle. I stared at tea and
wiped tears from my face.
It’s hard to explain. I don’t miss her,
but I want her back.
Today I danced. I don’t know why, or how it
happened, but Joan Jett came on iTunes and I danced. For a short
moment I wasn’t hollow. It was nice.