Honoring those we love who have died is not a matter of constant sorrow. I was in a speakeasy Friday night, having fun watching the young, and, yes, being honored by them. [See “You are icons.” Prohibitions is back, baby.]
Intentionality, my awkward word for mindfulness, makes it essential to laugh while grieving. This is not my cop-out guilt over having a good time.
this is our life 