But there is a discomfort that surrounds grief. It makes even the most well-intentioned people unsure of what to say. And so many of the freshly bereaved end up feeling even more alone. – Meghan ORourke
My mother died of metastatic colorectal cancer shortly before three P.M. on Christmas Day of 2008. I dont know the exact time of her death, because none of us thought to look at a clock for a while after she stopped breathing. – Meghan ORourke
Grief is a bad moon, a sleeper wave. Its like having an inner combatant, a saboteur who, at the slightest change in the sunlight, or at the first notes of a jingle for a dog food commercial, will flick the memory switch, bringing tears to your eyes. – Meghan ORourke
My whole life, I had been taught to read and study, to seek understanding in knowledge of history, of cultures. – Meghan ORourke
I want to be alone and work until the day my heads hits the drawing table and Im dead. Kaput. I feel very much like I want to be with my brother and sister again. Theyre nowhere. I know theyre nowhere and they dont exist, but if nowhere means thats where they are, thats where I want to be. – Maurice Sendak