The Fear of Losing a Brother

Edina had written a life-changing piece for this very series about her mum's murder. She'd been working on a memoir proposal based on the piece for months. The day we found out, it was as if he'd already died in that moment. I remember wailing in the kitchen: How am I going to live without him? Grief is such an unashamedly self-centered beast. It felt like a cruel slap in the face. One day, their slap won't be here for me to lie on.