But When My Mother Died, I Found

One Of The Grubby Truths About A Loss Is That You Don't Just Mourn The Dead Person, You Mourn The Person You Got To Be When The Lost One Was Alive. This Loss Might Even Be What Affects You The Most.

Loss Is So Paradoxical: It Is At Once Enormous And Tiny.

Like My Mother Before Me, I Have Always Been A Good Speller.

I Live To Collect Information, And I Am Also A Perfectionist.

Grief Is At Once A Public And A Private Experience. One's Inner, Inexpressible Disruption Cannot Be Fully Realized In One's Public Persona.