NYT columnist discusses the many ways we avoid grieving. She is talking about loved ones who die, but the article could just as easily be about other losses -- a relationship, a job -- and the things we put up in their place that are mirages.
The only way through grief is through. Eventually, you get to the other side.
Yes, here it is for those of us who read just the comments. The fable moved me too.The famous East Indian fable of the mustard seed reminds us that no one is immune to tragedy. A grieving mother goes to the gods in her despair and demands that her dead son be resurrected and returned. The gods agree — if she can bring them a mustard seed from a house that has lost neither child nor parent, spouse nor sibling nor friend. The desperate mother roams door to door, returning empty-handed — and with a new understanding of the inevitability of loss.