The two big questions about grieving
Nancy (not her real name of course) came to see me at my counseling office almost a year after her father died. It was expected, as he’d had a cancer diagnosis for some time, but sudden at the same time, because he had been tolerating his chemotherapy well, but over three weeks, quickly lost ground and died. Nancy was “a Daddy’s girl” all her life, she reported, and was used to spending Saturdays with him watching baseball games and cooking ribs on the grill, his specialty. I
