The Language of Grief
In this manner I stumbled across the blog of one mother in California grieving the loss of her son. Painful, yes, but also meaningful. MysteryORiley offers lessons for the living and for families mourning. The blog teaches us that the small moments matter.
Its author reconstructs a young man named Owen. She does this memory by memory, small moment by small moment. And in trying to record all that she can about him, she connects him to readers as close as her neighborhood and as far away as the other side of the world. She introduces him to new friends and touches far more lives than he - or she - could ever have imagined in their shared time together.
All this from one woman tapping on a keyboard after dark, much like me.


Comments
I’d really like to visit with a step-mom who lost her step-daughter at age 30. Completely unexpected & with 2 grandchildren. It’s a difficult place to be & I’m sure others experience this but I’ve not been able to find someone to share with. Thank you, Bev Malone