Grief Paints, Too
My mom’s birthday. My dad’s death and me somewhere in between remembering.
My mom’s birthday. My dad’s death and me somewhere in between remembering.
Three months ago, I struggled with grief and dismay about a tragic death. Attending a joyous wedding recently brought me a sense of hope and gratitude, but also heightened the awareness of societal injustices and the need to work for a better world for future generations.
This one goes out to all the folks using TV watching as a distraction for dealing with grief.