Winter Solstice — celebrating death
Yesterday, I celebrated death, my own.
Yesterday was the shortest day of the year, which means it was the longest night too. And what a dark night.
2020 has been for me, and I’m sure for many, a year of darkness. In my experience, it’s been a year of spending time alone, even if it’s something I abhor. But it’s what I needed, so I did it.