I have written so many posts today and have deleted them. Too upsetting, too sad, too infuriating. And I still can't believe it's true.
Anna died at 12:48AM, June 29th, 2006
So instead of repeating the heartbreaking details of that day last year, I'd like to ask all of you to do a breast self-exam right now, to make an appointment for a mammogram if you are over 40 or if you have more than 2 relatives who have had breast or ovarian cancer. And to make a commitment to yourselves to check your breasts every month about 8 days after your period begins.
Health and love to all.
Miss you, sister. So fucking much.
Anna
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2 comments:
I flew to PDX this last Friday, the anniverary of Anna's death. It was a trip I was supposed to take a year ago but canceled b/c I knew Anna wasn't going to last much longer. When I was in the SE, it literally felt like Anna was in the air, in the trees, in the overgrown rose bushes. I saw Alicia and went over to Misty & Crack's & met their amazing daughter Louisa. I kept thinking that Anna was somewhow there with us. I guess that's how friends who visit NYC must feel when they visit--that Anna is on every street corner, in every nook and cranny of apartment 8J. When I first got to Portland i felt so overwhelmed with the memories and presence of Anna, but then I kind of got used to it. I am crying and this doesn't really make sense but even though Anna is not here she also is.
xo
Maud
thats just how it feels in NYC, maudie. lovelove
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