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Jenny Bunker's avatar

Just sent this to my cousin who lost her mom a year ago. Told her to read it in a place where she could cry because it's gonna hurt but it is also going to help. Your words help. ❤️

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Jim Coe's avatar

I hope this might be of help. I needed to let your story simmer for a day, I had to prepare.

I know death, but I'm so afraid to know grief. Another form of grief preceded the passing of each of my parents, as, unlike that of your mother, they suffered a lengthy disruption of their health and the only question was when. And following, instead of grief, relief. Others, I've found their cold bodies, I've mourned in the company of others, and the aftermath was sleep-walking from rooms of confusion to rooms of despair. My self-treatment, a tonic of tears. A bout of crying seems to release the pressure of the weight of sadness. I know I can retreat to the final scene in "Field of Dreams" and the sorrow will fade. But I so hope I don't outlive my children, my grandsons, my wife. I can't fathom that grief.

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