From “My Father Died, I Dyed My Hair Blue” by Caitlin Corbett:
“When someone dies, neither the grieving or the well-wishers know what to do about it. We know we have to have a funeral, but after that it all falls apart.
We don’t wear black. We don’t shave our heads. We don’t go into seclusion. Nothing is different.
Except, of course, everything is different. We just have no way of showing it.”
Read the whole article, and more intimate stories on Death and Grieving when the Taboo Tab launches on Friday, February 22nd.
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