Uncertain Ground

In the space of five years, my brother, mother and father passed away. Mourning isn’t easy when home and homeland aren’t the same place. I had to learn how to create my own rituals to mourn and honor them.

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“After my mom passed away, I returned home to all my usual routines. I did my best to appear normal but I was on autopilot, simply going through the motions while struggling with the enormity of the loss. Even though my mom and I had not lived in the same country for more than two decades and my memories of her were from another time and place, I was unhinged by grief. There was no grave to visit here, no church that would say prayers for her soul, no community of the also-bereaved.”