We Don’t Talk About The Beautiful Beast Called Grief
The death of a parent, the love, and the loss
4 min readNov 13, 2021
Dad’s funeral was beautiful in the way any tragedy is. Bright blue skies with the hazy silhouette of the mountains in the distance. The military chaplain, who spoke passionately about a man he’d never had the chance to meet. The rhythmic folding of the flag, tucked neatly and placed in my sister’s…