"Instead of wanting this resolved, my mother wants to complain." I think this is my favorite line, because it resonates with my own experience losing my dad and going through the grief process with my mom. I still shake my fist in jest at the sky at him and say, "How could you go and die and leave me with her?!?!" I'm reading this on Father's Day. Thank you, Liz for writing this! Love, love, love everything about it.
Hi Sheryl, thank you so much for reading this and for your kind words. I'm sorry for your loss. I've heard so many friends express these same sentiments. I'm glad we have each other! Hope you've had a peaceful day. xx
I totally understand and appreciate your mother's misplaced anger and frustration. When my parents died, I felt that I could target my misplaced grief at the staff of the funeral home. I could be snippy, sarcastic and altogether unpleasant without any consequences. Their job as "grief counselors was to suck whatever ever I flung at them. It was one of the few times I felt no remorse in becoming the worst version of myself. I told the sallow man with the red pocket handkerchief that it was inappropriate and insulting to place a bowl of "life saver" candies on the table as we discussed body disposition options. Ba Boom!
Oh Liza, I'm so sorry for your loss. But I love your "life saver" insight. I can completely relate to that. Grief manifests in wild ways. Thank you for reading and sharing your experience. xx
Thank you so much for publishing this, Jessica and Stephanie. xx
It's an honor. Such a beautiful piece.
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Fury has made her tech savvy! OMG it is the truth. I haven't laughed so hard in awhile with recognition! Thank you so much!
Ha! Thank you so much, Hilary! I'm glad you can relate and I'm not alone!
Beautifully written! Thank you for sharing!
Thank you so much for reading and for your kind words!
What a stunningly beautiful, resonant piece. So many clever turns of phrase. Love your writing Liz.
Thank you so much, Suzanne! That makes my day! 💕
"Instead of wanting this resolved, my mother wants to complain." I think this is my favorite line, because it resonates with my own experience losing my dad and going through the grief process with my mom. I still shake my fist in jest at the sky at him and say, "How could you go and die and leave me with her?!?!" I'm reading this on Father's Day. Thank you, Liz for writing this! Love, love, love everything about it.
Hi Sheryl, thank you so much for reading this and for your kind words. I'm sorry for your loss. I've heard so many friends express these same sentiments. I'm glad we have each other! Hope you've had a peaceful day. xx
I totally understand and appreciate your mother's misplaced anger and frustration. When my parents died, I felt that I could target my misplaced grief at the staff of the funeral home. I could be snippy, sarcastic and altogether unpleasant without any consequences. Their job as "grief counselors was to suck whatever ever I flung at them. It was one of the few times I felt no remorse in becoming the worst version of myself. I told the sallow man with the red pocket handkerchief that it was inappropriate and insulting to place a bowl of "life saver" candies on the table as we discussed body disposition options. Ba Boom!
Oh Liza, I'm so sorry for your loss. But I love your "life saver" insight. I can completely relate to that. Grief manifests in wild ways. Thank you for reading and sharing your experience. xx