by KimBoo York | Feb 27, 2012 | Reflections
I have avoided using the word “recover” in this book, for several reasons. First, I do not want to present grief as some sort of temporary illness that will eventually go away with no lasting effects. Second, recovery in common usage is often linked to...
by KimBoo York | Feb 20, 2012 | Reflections
As they say, every unhappy family is miserable in their own unique way. While I was blessed with parents who truly loved and treasured me, they themselves were cursed with serious demons that impacted how they lived their lives, how they raised me, and even how they...
by KimBoo York | Feb 13, 2012 | Reflections
A friend of mine once commented disparagingly on car memorials stickers (where someone puts a tombstone text on the window of their car, e.g. “Sue York, 1942-1994, Loving Wife and Mother”), saying they were tacky and cheap. It is not something I would do...
by KimBoo York | Feb 6, 2012 | Reflections
(…or, “It’s All About the Money”) Finances were another way I did the denial dance, but I have pulled it into this separate section because of all the long-lasting effects that the early death of a parent or parents can have on a young adult,...
by KimBoo York | Jan 30, 2012 | Reflections
While I was a full-time caretaker, I snuck out at night once or twice a week after putting my charges to bed and went clubbing. This was in the early to mid 90s, and the club scene was full of alt-rock and new wave and, after 1am, rave. It was a dance nirvana and I...
by KimBoo York | Jan 23, 2012 | Reflections
After Mother died, I stood at the liquor store with my friend Shawn who had tripped over to visit me in my hours of confusion. She was experienced with the grief process herself, and was tolerant of my rather dissociated condition (I took to referring to myself in the...
