who am I moments

the past few days have been filled with unsettling moments
the last piece of family lake property has now been sold -
after 4 generations
no more family toes being dipped into the Rideau
no more gatherings on the shores of that body of water

then 2 deaths, side by side
both neighbours
one always across the street
and the other around the corner
for all the years I lived under the roof my father provided

like part of my past being cut
pulled out
disappearing
erased

a disconnection
feeling adrift a bit

and now
this picture arrives

turns out it is my sister

but I could have sat beside her
without any recognition

these are very very weird
who am I
moments