I’ve always been adept at compartmentalization or, as it’s less euphemistically known, DENIAL. I’ve read some wonderful books about the grieving process and its non-linear stages, most notably Elizabeth Kubler-Ross and David Kessler’s On Grief and Grieving. While those books were comforting, I confess that being an only child and a New Yorker make me [...]
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There’s No Grief in Santa
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December 17, 2009
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Last year was the first year my mother didn’t recognize me at all . . . not even a glimmer. I’d been expecting Alzheimer’s to take away her ability to recognize my face, but wasn’t really prepared. That was the first Christmas it seemed to make no difference whether or not I called my mom [...]
Anger a Natural Part of Grieving
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November 4, 2009
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Anger could never be the first stage of grief. First, you’re busy making arrangements, then you’re just numb. I figure it takes a good couple of weeks before you get good and pissed off. If you’ve never juggled before, but always wanted to, you will now have an opportunity to experience the “thrill” of trying to navigate your own grief, while donning [...]
Pssssst . . . Your Pajamas Are Open
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September 17, 2009
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Nobody could possibly have prepared me for what it would be like when my mom died. I’m barely able to describe it, seeing as how I’ve lost my mind and all. What I can tell you is what it feels like. It seems to boil down to, “You’ve completely lost my mind and that’s perfectly [...]
