My second cousin, my only relative who was still in Russia and with whom I communicated on a regular basis, passed away.
I was not notified until the day he was cremated, but it is what it is, and I can’t change it. But besides that, this whole situation is one big horror story. I do not have the mental energy to talk about details, but I will post more soon. It’s just something that appeared out of nowhere and altered my trajectory, and even though I already learned that there is nothing I can do (interfere in the current situation, where I have tons of concerns), I am still having a hard time accepting “nothing I can do.”
It’s always difficult to accept “nothing that I can do”, yes. So sorry for your loss.
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