The Shame of Grief
The day after I learned my brother Jon's lifeless body had been found in his bed, I walked into a small "comfort food" restaurant. I don't like eating alonewell, I don't like doing much of anything alonebut that day it seemed like the right thing to do. As I walked into the room I saw two ladies in a booth, hands clasped, and praying. Tears welled. Seeing them praying rem...
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