Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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{{{Fay}}} I had a similar (non)relationship with my grandmother and didn't cry when I learned she passed. But when we had her memorial service, I cried like crazy seeing my dad and aunts and uncles crying for their mom. Contact grief. I'm sorry for your family's loss.
Fuck cancer. I'm always up for a round of FUCK CANCER!
Oh, dear. I just came THIIIIIIIIIIIS close to addressing an email to the very very senior Professor Moron. Whose name is actually Morton.
For a second there, I thought amych had finally decided to take matters into her own hands about Hil's advisor.
Fuck cancer! {{{Shir}}}
{{{Fay}}} I'm so sorry for your loss, no matter how close you did not feel to your grandmother. I don't think that makes grieving any easier. If there is any chance you can make it through reading that poem, I think it would be lovely. It would probably mean the world to your mother to have that reminder of her father's love for his wife.
But I think I'd probably be a basket case. But still - maybe ought to try.
oh, Fay, I think that this would be lovely, if you're up for it. If you decide to do it, know that everyone there (and here in the interwebs) are pulling for you and everyone will understand if you need to pause or have a hard time continuing.
(side note: I mean "pulling for you" in the American sense of standing behind you, rooting you on, etc. Not the British sense of "trying to get you laid". Although Buffistas are good for that too)
(side note: I mean "pulling for you" in the American sense of standing behind you, rooting you on, etc. Not the British sense of "trying to get you laid". Although Buffistas are good for that too)
And just as a point of clarification, I'm pretty sure she means the American sense of "standing behind you, rooting you on" as well.
I'm really curious as to the background of "pulling" for picking up someone.
Bless you Fay. I'm sorry for your loss at the same time I really understand not being close to family.
When my father's mother died, the only tears I shed were for the people who came to the funeral...those who had known her in her younger years before she turned evil. They had really cared for her, despite how awful she had been to them. Sympathetic amnesia can be so poignant.
I hope that you can do whatever completes your experience of her in this life. Nothing else really matters.
Fay, I'm really sorry to hear about your grandmother.
Shir, that sucks - the poor guy.
I'm really curious as to the background of "pulling" for picking up someone.
It gets used a lot. "I'm out on the pull" being one of the more delightful associated phrases.
{{Fay}} I get it. I'm another that was more upset for others than me. I think I get my fathers parents more now than I did as a child. And I am way more like my father's mother than makes any sense. Except that I find more humor in the way I behave. I know it is ridiculous to have rules about grill cheese sandwiches.
On sunday we pulled up a giant clump of whit irises. I put it on my local egroup telling people to come get it if they wanted it. 6 to 8 people said they wanted it. No one has actually bothered to come pick it up off the end of my driveway. So it will go on top of the green bin.
Now , if it had just sat there, whatever. But if they wanted it , why not come get it? Why email me and not bother to get it? Seriously, I live less than a mile from most of these people.
Why email me and not bother to get it?
Email is easier than moving?