Two weeks ago - August 19th - I wrote about the grieving process itself in Grief and the Upside Down Shovel, sharing with you the fact that in the past, I'd done a terrible job of grieving, and vowing to do better this time.
Using the symbol of the upside-down shovel used at Jewish burials, I tried reminding myself (and you) that burying our loved ones - grieving their death - isn't supposed to be an efficient or quick process. It's messy. It's exhausting work. And it takes time.
Last week, I started to write about grief again, but stopped myself, and wrote about something else.
A few days ago, I spoke to a trusted friend and counselor to get his advice: how often is too often, and how much is too much to share?
In response, he said something fascinating:
"John, your reluctance to write about grief is emblematic of …