Postcards of Grief

Mourning is a process.

Comments on breast cancer by proxy, written by a woman coping with the loss of her mother.

Friday, January 23, 2004


I was wrong about the meat digression. Paul didn’t take two-thirds initially. He simply transferred the contents of the pan to his plate. He ended up with two-thirds of it. I realize that I forgot to state for the record that Brooke had purchased a little over one and a half pounds of meat. He served himself the whole thing: one and a half pounds of cow. And he was disappointed that he was only given the opportunity to eat one pound of that. I can’t conjure up any sympathy for him.


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