The Grief of Pain
Joshua Eyler

My thanks to Mark for pointing me to your essay and my thanks to you for finding such a compelling way of capturing your own grief and recognition that life itself continually moves on — which has to be one of the hardest things to come to terms with, ever. (The twinning of life with a loved one having its own course and life as a parent both in the present of the essay and the past of the course was deftly done.)

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