Hello yes I'm alive
Decided I should post here. I was thinking of all my friends I can only contact here, especially the people in [RUN]. I'm not sure how much I'll post after this. Could be never. I could start again with the same force as before. Who knows. But I won't delete the blog, that much I know. Stuff has been happening. My aunt died in January, after ten years battling against cancer. It was sad yes, but it was also a relief, to a certain extent. She won't have to go through chemotherapy any longer. Her feet won't get so swollen she can't walk, and she won't suffer from the cold that never left because it was inside her, and she won't hate herself because she started forgetting stuff from the chemo brain fog. Now nothing hurts, because there is nothing. Praise the ancestors who came before, and my aunt who has now joined them. This ignited a couple of other things. I was going out with a guy last winter; he couldn't deal with how sad I got my aunt died and how busy I was with funeral arrangements, so he ghosted me. Good riddance. We still don't know what we're doing with all her things, especially her apartment. But for now I'm using her car. And she left me money from her cancer insurance, which I wasn't expecting, but will put to good use. Because she died wondering what I would do next, where I would go. She passed on January 7, the day after Three Kings' Day, and the 20th anniversary of her mother's death to the day. It was also the day that I sent my very last graduate school application. So one of the last conversations we had, before she fell into a coma for three weeks and then died, was about my plans for grad school. She never got to hear that I got in. I've been accepted into the PhD program in the anthropology department of New York University. I went to their Open House because they paid for my plane ticket. I liked it. I accepted. I'm moving to New York City in the fall, to spend the next five to seven years doing my doctorate. I'm very excited. And I'll be very busy. And very cold. During the Open House the temperature was around 30F, and I had like five layers. And I was still cold. It will be a challenge to get used to that when I'm used to the heat and humidity of the Caribbean tropics. I have four months left on the island, and I want to make the most of it. So I don't think I'll be posting again any time soon. But if anyone wants to talk, feel free to message me. I miss a lot of you. Thank you for making my years on this site so amazing. I love you.
