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When Morning (Mourning) Comes: The Day

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**TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BLOG IS ABOUT DEATH AND THE CORONA VIRUS** This blog is part 3 of a series. The first installment entitled, “When Morning (Mourning) Comes: The Call" can be found by  clicking this link:  https://coachjaleesa. blogspot.com/2020/05/when- morning-mourning-comes-call. html The Second Installment entitled, “When Morning (Mourning) Comes: The Preparation" can be found by clicking this  link:  https://coachjaleesa. blogspot.com/2020/05/when- morning-mourning-comes- preparation.html The Preparation I had spent every moment from the time I found out about dad’s transition until that very moment, being busy. I was busy trying  to book the flight, busy writing the obituary, busy packing, busy planning, but now I had to sit still, with my thoughts The next day was the viewing and my only goal for that day was to embrace the reality that daddy was gone. The Viewing My siblings that came

When Morning (Mourning) Comes: The Preparation

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**TRIGGER POST: THIS POST IS ABOUT DEATH AND THE CORONA VIRUS** If you are new to my blog, this is part 2 of a series. The first part is entitled, “When Morning (Mourning) Comes: The Call. It can be found at  https://coachjaleesa.blogspot. com/2020/05/when-morning- mourning-comes-call.html The Call I instantly start screaming. “Noooooo, Noooooooo, Noooooo!!!” I collapse to the floor, Brandon tries to hold me and I fight him off. I felt like I couldn’t breathe and I was going to throw up. I start yelling, “I want my mama! I want my mama”. Even in my despair, I knew being with my mom was the only acceptable action to help with the pain. With the chaos of the moment, Alisa is screaming to the top of her lungs. My mom is still on the phone at that point, Brandon picks up the phone and tells her I will call her back. Brandon said my skin was burning up. He tried to make me drink something to cool me down, I couldn’t. I make myself calm down so I can calm Alisa down. Still sitti

When Morning (Mourning) Comes: The Call

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I realize that everyone that reads my blog may not be connected to me “in real life”. It’s been a while since I’ve written a blog post. The reason being, I don’t feel like I have anything to talk about that is blog-worthy.  **TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BLOG IS ABOUT  DEATH AND THE CORONA VIRUS** About 3 weeks ago, I loss my father due to complications stemming from COVID-19 (Corona Virus). I can admit that when the Corona Virus first started making the news, I thought hand washing and staying home would be enough. At that point, the virus was new to the states, and Washington state was being hit hard. Living in Washington, I reassured my family on the east coast that we were fine and doing our part.  As the days progressed, the cases grew more and more, and every state had been touched by this virus. The NBA stopped its season...restaurants closed...beaches, parks, the movies all closed. To bring it all home, Brandon’s season got canceled too. The label: ESSENTIAL WORKER started