I Didn't Slap My Mother Harder

A plain read with plain words, from a plain-spoken woman, who plainly breaks down how she felt and dealt with the lingering pain of loved ones’ death. By no means is it a How-to-book, but for those grasping for an oar to navigate their own boat, it may serve as insight to their own feelings and into the mindset of those surrounding them during their period of grief. No one ever has all the answers when it comes to dealing with grief. Grief is a word that is pronounced very sharply, and ends up with your top row of teeth hooked somewhere over your bottom lip. It looks as if you’re ready to strike, or curse someone with profane words. It is unattractive from every angle, and can have one of the longest shelf lives of any word, in any language. Grief is a word that is experienced, and that is something which has no timetable.