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Untethered: Visiting Other Peoples’ Families and Unhinged Horse Lesbians
She grabbed my hand and smashed a tomato with her homemade caesar dressing into my palm.
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Untethered: A Great Lady
I’ve been eulogizing, just to myself, in the moments between other moments that are claimed by tasks or thoughts of the present or literally anything else.
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An Incomplete List of Things I Wish My Mother Would Do
46. Look at the menu beforehand.
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Eating Breakfast With My Grief
I decided to start sitting with my grief because why not. It’s not like I think this will help, but it’s something to do.
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Everything That Matters Is Stuck in the Back of My Throat
All I have is an ellipsis. Grief is a flat circle. And I never imagined I would have to live through grieving her.
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Writer Elizabeth Wurtzel is Dead at 52: Her Life Was One Long Longing
“I think what she articulated for me that nobody else had done quite so well was that it was possible to be very smart, intellectually, while also feeling very stupid, emotionally.”
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Life, Death and Surrender: It’s Hard to Know When It’s Time to Say Goodbye
On losing a pet, resilience and vulnerability, human frailty and animal intelligence, and everything that goes into saying goodbye.
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This Is A Dead Mom Essay
“Not being an asshole” to myself meant admitting that my mom’s death and her illness permeate every single part of my being, and always will.
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Before You Know It Something’s Over
“He didn’t feel any pain. He died instantly.” That was how she told me that my father was dead. I was 14.