Jan 30, 2020
12 min read
On Love, Death and Change
A parent’s death sends us reeling — often awkwardly — into a complex choreography between the bitersweet joy of remembering and the guilt of forgetting.
That is, when some of us are lucky enough — regarding a parent a friend— to have shared any love to be “lost” in the formless void; because not everyone is that fortunate on the Father front.
