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Emily Levin's avatar

The conversational tone of this dances through the dark of it. Those “anyway”s— the way they thread these funeral beads of dead humans, selves, names, furry animals, and those empathy dead-end cul de sacs that the speaker has to turn around in while trying to go to a funeral and just exist. It makes me think how funerals are really for the living- the dying is already done. It makes me think of all the new starts in a life after so many kinds of funerals. I can’t wait to come back and sit with this. And that sounds like my kind of date. 💜 thanks so much for this.

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Katrina Anne Willis's avatar

I lost my mom and my only sister within a year of each other, and I am still trying to learn how to grieve. Thank you for these beautiful words, for the normalcy within the chaos, for the memory of who we are to everyone and who they are to us. I remember trying to decide what to wear to my mom's funeral, and I ended up picking something that was so strangely not representative of me. I'm still trying to figure out why. XO

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