The Long Goodbye
16 years, 1 month ago

The Long Goodbye

Slate  

The other morning I looked at my BlackBerry and saw an e-mail from my mother. Nearly every day I get e-mails from people who write: “I hope you’re doing well.” It’s a kind sentiment, and yet sometimes it angers me. Nor do I find much relief in the well-meant refrain that at least my mother is “no longer suffering.” Mainly, I feel one thing: My mother is dead, and I want her back. Grief is common, as Hamlet’s mother Gertrude brusquely reminds him. I’ll be doing so from an intellectual perspective, but also from a personal one: I want to write about grief from the inside out.

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