Memoir

In my memoir class, my professor, D. Gess, made us complete an in class assignment, focusing on Kubler-Ross’s five stage’s of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. Split into groups, I was to write a quick letter to a person I loved, focusing on denial in some manner. Below is my denial letter, brief and to the point, I switched it up and wrote to myself, not the person I love. This is a great exercise, but like my teacher said, you can’t focus on one of these stages for too long on your writing. Depression saps the energy from writing, too much denial makes the author sound crazy and anger is often misplaced love. The only stage a writer cannot write effectively, is acceptance, because once the writer has accepted something, then there is no longer a problem that needs to be mused over. Lesson over, enjoy my denial!

A Note to Myself

I know he doesn’t mean it. I know because when his birthday comes along and I buy him the best, most expensive gift his face will light up and the little kid I still love and look for will be there. He’ll open his arms and he’ll hug me tight, until I can’t breathe and the pain in my ribs will wash away the one in my heart. Because I matter. I’m his favorite. It’s me and him against the world, against our parents, against our sisters. I know he’ll grow out of the distance he is putting between us, because it’s always me and him.