A: You remember that woman whose child was killed by Brady fifty odd years ago and she spent the rest of her life seeking justice?
B: Meanwhile, the rest of her kids lost her while she was fixated with the murder.
C: How do you know she didn’t spend part of each evening writing and phoning but the rest of the day she took care of day to day things?
A: But she still had it in the back of her mind the whole time, day in, day out.
D [me]: Mothers do that.
When there hasn’t been any more than the usual trauma of old age, when there was a closure of sorts, then it’s usually only once a year when it becomes difficult. But like Hamlet, when there has been no closure, then perhaps a person can be forgiven for becoming distracted.
However, if the living suffer because of this, then when is enough enough?
"an end"?
ReplyDeleteWondered who'd pick up on that one.
ReplyDeleteClosyre... A recent article about Ron Smith and the news that his daughter Helen is still unburied after around 28 years brought home thoughts of closure.
ReplyDeleteRight, Jams.
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