Let Them See You Cry. Day 328.

Nana passed on June 1, 1993. She had cancer. Before she passed, I would sit with her and internalize everything. All of my questions, thoughts, and emotions, including tears, were held in until I hopped into my little gray Dodge and starting crying before I even hit the gas.

I wonder, and have always wondered, if I should have been more transparent with her, more real. I didn’t want her to be sad, and that’s why I didn’t let her see me cry. I wanted her to think I was going to be OK.

There is no right answer, I know, but I do wonder, more than I maybe should, if I should have let her see me cry.