Before I lost my father, I never understood the rituals surrounding funerals: the wake, the service itself, the reception afterward,the dinners prepared by well-meaning friends and delivered in plastic containers, even the popular habit of making poster boards filled with photos of the dear departed. But now I know why we do those things. It's busywork, all of it. I had so much to take care of, so many arrangements to make, so many people to inform, I didn't have a moment to be engulfed by the ocean of grief that was lapping at my heels. Instead, I waded through the shallows, performing task after task, grateful to have duties to propel me forward.
Wendy WebbMots clés kindness compassion death sympathy grief condolence
I must console him for the distance we have moved from the place where he stopped.
Anne EnrightMots clés death condolence
May this be your final sorrow.
Anita AmirrezvaniMots clés death condolence
Humans are very strange. When you need a hug, they throw you away, when you need condolence , they insult you, and when you need love, they betray you.
M.F. MoonzajerMots clés love strange humans insult hug condolence betray
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