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Claradoon
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26 Jun 2010, 9:12 pm

I got word today that my cousin died last night. She was about 75-80 yo. We always said of her that she will outlast us all, but she didn't. I haven't seen her or spoken to her in decades. Yet I'm grieving. Why? How come I grieve as if we were together the whole time? It's not like I'm waiting for the phone to ring. It's not like there are routines in my day that include her. It's not like I even think about her. And yet I grieve. Why???



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26 Jun 2010, 9:31 pm

I'm not sure. I don't think many people are happy about the death of any human though...


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26 Jun 2010, 9:39 pm

I have had the same thing happen; unexpected sadness, at the passing of a person that I was not particularly close to. Maybe just think of it as the acknowledgment of mankind's common mortality? Anyway, I offer my condolences. :(


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26 Jun 2010, 10:14 pm

I lost my grand-father 2 years ago. When I first heard the news, I didn't feel much of anything, and went on about what I was doing. When I went over to the funeral when everyone was crying, it hit me like a ton of bricks and the tears just started pouring out. But that only happened maybe half an hour into the funeral. I was pretty much faking sadness before that.

I rarely ever saw my grand-father, mostly on special occasions like Christmas with the family.