6:27pm PST - January 4th, 2022

I remember waking up on this day, 2 years ago to Amma frantically trying to get Appa back to bed. He died twenty mins later. I don’t think I’ve quite finished grieving his loss just yet. It still feels raw. They say grief comes in waves. No. It’s a tsunami.

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