The Little Griefs When Someone Dies
Grief doesn’t end with the burial.
4 min readOct 18, 2019
The first time I saw his urn was “the big grief.”
It was the first moment my 20-year-old brain fully grasped that yes, my dad is in that $10 Hobby Lobby vase.
And no, he isn’t coming back.
I guess up until then I had the weird, if necessary, delusion that this was some…