Embracing a Life of Grief

What a life full of funerals really indicates

I will always welcome rain at a funeral.

We sat around in my uncle’s kitchen the day after Jup died, and at times you would have known you were in a group of mourners. We cried, we wept, we tried not to get snot on each other’s shoulders as we embraced. There were a lot of tears.

But there were other things, too, surprising things for those of us who have…