Loss Doesn’t Get Easier

Accepting death as a part of life doesn’t mean we grieve any less.

Photo by Grant Whitty on Unsplash

I was about seven years old when my maternal grandfather (Grampy) died. It was a weekend, as I recall, though all I remember for sure is that it wasn’t a school day.

Lumbering up the stairs from my basement bedroom looking forward to whatever breakfast mother had prepared, I found mom…