Remembrance

The Mathematics of Grief; a Disguised Blessing

I know I’m more than half right about this, so please bear with me. In mathematics there’s a concept called proportionality. Directly portortional means that if you travel faster, you’ll go farther. Inversely proportional means that the more people you have digging a ditch, the  sooner it will be done.  Grief is, for most of […]

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Loss of Father: An AfterTalk Letter on the Anniversary of my Father’s Death

Dad, The summer after you died, I went through the attic.  I was not looking for your things.  Honestly, I was looking for vintage clothes from Mom’s old wardrobe.  I’m not ashamed of that, because the skeletal mounds of your things around the house were suffocating.  Shirts and pants and underwear, and Mom couldn’t get rid of them,

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