Date: Friday, July 19 , 2024
Medicine: Huachuma
Dose: Full cup of peaceful medicine
Experience:
Early on I was sitting by the river and I put my hand down on the rock that made me think about my late sister. Today is her day in my mind.
My sister (aged 59) passed 8 years ago of an eating disorder just 6 months before my mom did. I had no part in her passing, but I had to think about that. The rest of the family were all attempting to get her to deal with her eating disorder but she was fiercely independent and very smart. I was her rock in the family. I promised she could always lean on me when the rest of the family became too much and I would never beat her up about her problem. I also never undermined what the rest of the family did because they were right, I was just the calm in the storm for her. I wish I could have helped and I even privately looked into getting her committed, but that wasn’t an option.
I remembered my sister in life, not just in death. I realized that while I was her rock, she was my bridge to the family, always trying to keep me connected to my mom in later years.
I also realized she was probably my first human love that wasn’t parental. This was a peaceful day in tribute to my sister, missing her and remembering love for her.