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conulyI've often wondered which is better, and I have to say, thus far, it's definitely "with some advance warning" that's winning.
I remember from when Daddy died that grief is not linear, first you're really super sad and then you're a little less sad and so on, but it's all uppy-downy. As I told people this time around, the day of my father's funeral I actually jumped on a trampoline before the service. You can't just be miserable all the time, your body just won't let you do that.
So right now I'm in a not sobby state, so I may as well start cutting through some of these piled up tabs.
But before I do that, some of my mother's playlists! Proofreaders listen to non-vocal music as they work - at least, all the ones I've ever known do - and my mother always liked classical music to begin with, so she'd pull up YouTube before she started work each day and just pick something for its length. And we played a lot of music to her these last few days. I'd forgotten how very much classical music we listened to when we were kids until I was listening to Swan Lake for the third time in a day, and, yeah, that's how it was when we were growing up!
(Actually, she listened to less Telemann now than she used to, but for a while she just adored him.)
I remember from when Daddy died that grief is not linear, first you're really super sad and then you're a little less sad and so on, but it's all uppy-downy. As I told people this time around, the day of my father's funeral I actually jumped on a trampoline before the service. You can't just be miserable all the time, your body just won't let you do that.
So right now I'm in a not sobby state, so I may as well start cutting through some of these piled up tabs.
But before I do that, some of my mother's playlists! Proofreaders listen to non-vocal music as they work - at least, all the ones I've ever known do - and my mother always liked classical music to begin with, so she'd pull up YouTube before she started work each day and just pick something for its length. And we played a lot of music to her these last few days. I'd forgotten how very much classical music we listened to when we were kids until I was listening to Swan Lake for the third time in a day, and, yeah, that's how it was when we were growing up!
(Actually, she listened to less Telemann now than she used to, but for a while she just adored him.)
