How we grieve

Is mourning dependent on what we believe?

Do our beliefs influence how we grieve?

Is there something inexplicable about death, dying, and about mourning?

My atheism runs up against my genuine sense that Burt’s always with me. I mean literally, I feel his presence. Spirits and souls are antithetical to the beliefs of an atheist. Yet, there it is.

It is Burt’s soul that’s with me always. I feel his spirit around me all the time.

There’s something transcendent  in my experience since Burt’s passing.