On Kindness
Cord Jefferson
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Thank you for sharing this. I’m so sorry for your loss. She sounds like a magic woman. The tragic secret of residing magnificently in this world is that you lose everything you love and discover the depths of love in return. When my grandmother was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, and we realized how irreversible it was, she called me, weeping that she was scared. That terrified me more than anything, because she was always the one to comfort me, and in that moment this beautiful, happy was stripped bare and shattered. She didn’t need me to give her an answer; she just wanted me to hear. And a few years later, being with my beloved young aunt in the last days before she died from breast cancer. We watched movies and smoked her prescription joints, when suddenly she locked herself in the bathroom, panicking and sobbing. What can you do but be there, just stay? The day people wake up and realize that everyone will share this experience in their own way; wouldn’t it be enough for people to stop waging petty wars and spending more moments with their loved ones? I watched your story today at Pop-Up Magazine in Oakland and it moved me to write about losing my dad and brother at a young age, which is an experience that binds me and my mom. I can’t imagine what it will be like when she isn’t here. Don’t ask how much time you have. Much love.

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