Grief can be a dark, confusing, seemingly unending, and sometimes surprising experience. Strayed describes it as follows:
“I’d let my mother go and my father go and I’d finally let Eddie go as well. But the table was another thing. It hadn’t occurred to me that I’d have to let that go too.” (211)
Has grief ever surprised you, as it did with Strayed and the table? How did you cope with that? What did it teach you? Have you ever dealt with grief in a way that seemed strange to other people?
“I’d let my mother go and my father go and I’d finally let Eddie go as well. But the table was another thing. It hadn’t occurred to me that I’d have to let that go too.” (211)
Has grief ever surprised you, as it did with Strayed and the table? How did you cope with that? What did it teach you? Have you ever dealt with grief in a way that seemed strange to other people?