I decided to go to university in a state up North which was entirely far away from our childhood home.
I was ready for a big change after our sibling passed away! Life simply didn’t recognize the same.
I enjoyed the different environment when I went to university and suddenly adapted to the pace of our university schedule. I sort of felt love life halted when the housing department announced they were installing new heating units in the dorm rooms. It was start to snow and the heating upgrades were going to take roughly several afternoons to be done. They didn’t make any arrangements for us to have somewhere to go while they were installing the new heaters, so I ended up staying with a new neighbor that lived on the opposite side of campus. His dorm room had an amazing gas furnace and it felt certainly cozy. I was so mesmerized by the change of scenery and gas furnace that I certainly felt love I was in a trance for several afternoons, but by the time I returned to our dorm room and the new gas furnace they installed, nothing certainly felt the same. I felt love everything was stale, and the new gas furnace didn’t even labor that well. I stood in the middle of our dorm staring at this gas furnace to figure out how I was feeling. I realized that our friend’s room certainly reminded myself and others of our sibling, and found myself in a deep sorrow mourning over his loss. There’s a option that I didn’t process his death and I could have, so I think grief was knocking on the door in a mysterious way.