I just finished reading C. S. Lewis’s journal, A Grief Observed, which he wrote following his wife’s death. The edition I read was prefaced with an essay by novelist Madeleine L’Engle and an introduction by Lewis’s stepson, Douglas H. Gresham. Both L’Engle and Gresham discuss the importance of recognizing the uniqueness of each experience ofContinue reading “Grief (part 2)”
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Grief (part 1)
In my dream, my parents said that Squiggy had been shrieking all afternoon during my absence, as if fending off invisible attackers. But they were not invisible. I could see them—long black rats with ugly snouts and sharp claws. The claws were clamped onto my cat’s fur and he was wailing, yowling in agony andContinue reading “Grief (part 1)”