A Grief in Progress

“I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, however, turns out to be not a state but a process.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

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The first time I wrote about grief — my grief — was in college, several years after my mother’s passing. I still catch myself pausing at what word to use. Passing. Not death. Passing. Verbal window dressing, a word with a softer landing than death. It is a more comforting word…