The dead who are with us

Today would have been my dad’s 88th birthday. He died on Palm Sunday, April 5, 2020 and I am still waiting to be able to travel in order to hold a funeral. As we are opening up, we are bringing our losses and dead with us.

How do we remember, grieve and lay to rest our losses? Our layer upon layer of trauma?

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