The Grief Manual: Missing Tears

Channels of “good” grief
After the police told us my sister was dead, I thought grief of this dimension would be a profound, long and constant current of wailing, weeping, screaming and begging. I thought tears were the metric output for the measure of my grief and, consequently, my love. I thought grief was the Kübler-Ross model in its five stages — mapped out as linear and distinct — on the path to…