This sucks & I love you.

Grieving without a discrete event to organize around is confusing. The sheer ongoingness of this pandemic winter means we are in constant and nebulous mourning. Our condition feels chronic. But if having a chronic condition teaches me anything, it’s that when you can’t find the thread of what works, adopt extreme gentleness. Meet this moment with an inartful but deep truth: This sucks, and I love you.