Living far from your family and dealing with death is complicated. Then add being on a theater contract, and it gets even worse.
But the distance can also make it easy to escape, and forget about it for a while.
After my uncle died in 2011, I remember picking up my phone several times to call him, only to remember he had passed. I was traveling all over the country at the time, so I kept forgetting that life had changed. It was a welcome bit of memory loss.
Despite the escape, living far from loved ones during times of death has filled me with guilt; but it always passes. The last time I saw my uncle before he died, I knew it was the last time I would see him. I apologized to him for leaving and he said, “Don’t worry about me April. Worry about yourself, and go live your life.” So I did.
I have always been thankful for the closure I had with him that day.
Since I have moved to NYC, I have lost 4 aunts and uncles, and a close mentor from my childhood. I want to honor them today by remembering the impact they had on my life (in good ways and in bad), and by celebrating this wonderful thing we call life. It really is an amazing thing!