Bereavement is just deferred grief.

Found out mother-in-law passed Friday night. Leaving for Florida in the morning. Have to get two girls out of school for three days.

Good news: found out bereavement lasts five days instead of three. Back to work next Tuesday morning. But I realized, the world did not stop spinning when her life ended. If anything, I was not able to grieve right away.

She was not my mom, so I worked three shifts; two at the restaurant, one at my day job. Instead of gearing down for mourning, I geared up for recycling refuse frijoles Negroes, overcooked black beans.

My mental break started yesterday morning; hold onto my 5:30PM shift ending, get to the nearest bed. Now I wait for two little girls to get out of school. Maybe that's why my body feels the way it does?