I moved away from the rez twenty years ago and now that I'm back for my mother's funeral I feel like everyone can see that I don't belong here anymore even though this grief is breaking me open.
More people experience this than they realize.
Sometimes the very loss that should bring us home instead highlights all the ways we've become strangers to the places that formed us.
“Where Are You with Indigenous grief ceremonies?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.