The Right to Be Sad
On the difference between grief that is inflicted and grief that is yours
The Right to Be Sad
A few days ago, I received a message from someone I know. She works in a conflict zone — the kind of person who appears in no headlines but holds up the infrastructure of the world’s worst places, and who sends you voice notes about laundry and weather on days when nothing is exploding and then, on the day when something is, sends you…
