COVID-19 Lockdown, Day 42
This was not a good day. I was awakened by a phone call from my mother who told me that my Aunt Hattie had died. No, it was not COVID-19. For the past 20 years, she has had a long list of health problems, including diabetes, kidney disease, and kidney failure. I honestly don't know what I feel right now. A part of me wants to bawl my heart out, but I don't. A part of me wants to scream with anger, but I don't. The feeling that stays with me is numbness. I have lost many loved ones over the past 20 or so years, including friends, two uncles, an great-aunt, a 3 month old cousin, a mentor, a grandfather, a great-grandmother, and now my aunt--my grandmother's second-born. Why am I angry, you may ask? First, I mean no disrespect to anyone of earthly or celestial living. It's just that I was always concerned about her health. Ever since I was little, I almost never saw her without a cigarette between her fingers. She was known to smoke two packs a day; her favorite bran...