Not entirely sure what I was going to devote today’s Good Grief column to, I stumbled along this Substack Note as I opened my machine to write. And it helped me know to continue in the direction I was headed.
I spent a couple seconds searching my mental rolodex for why the author’s name seemed so familiar before remembering I took an online class with her early in the days of the pandemic. I remember taking it from the porch swing in Montreat, NC. Meaning it was sometime between mid-March and mid-June 2020.
I took A LOT of classes from that porch swing. I survived COVID by taking online classes.
Learning is my preferred method to counter grief.
Already in grief/learning mode, COVID accelerated things greatly.
I’ve been grieving/learning like a crazy person trying desperately to stay sane ever since.
“Writing about my life has helped save me so many times, of course I won’t stop, but you should know this may happen when you dare to be vulnerable and honest about your pain—someone will d…
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