It was like someone had died. It was so unexpected and I so unprepared, it knocked me right off my feet. The day is passing so slowly, me remembering it brings almost physical pain.
I sat cradling myself, patting my own head, telling myself not to cry, that I'm going to be all right - like a child.
I took it all for granted. And why shouldn't I? I'd never asked for any of it. It was given to me, just like that. I wanted to change it, I wanted something else, but I'd only got what I was given. And now it's gone, and I'd realized I'd never learned to be thankful for what I'd had.
Huddling in corners, hugging myself. That's what I am now.