Pandemic Journals
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Fumbling Towards a “Good” Grief
12 min readMar 16, 2021
I am a hopelessly inept griever. I know it exists, I know I’m supposed to be experiencing it right now but I won’t make room for it other than to be annoyed by its inconvenience.
I’ve discovered that my family is terrible at grief as well. We go through it each…